Poems describing swords

I am thinking about that precious dagger poem, and my road has been tortuous for many years;

The yellow leaves are withered, the wind and rain are still destroyed, the noble buildings are rich, and the broad masses of people are playing beautiful dances and impatient strings.

On the surface, I seem happy to have new people, but I am doomed to leave my old friends behind;

I shouted for Xinfeng Liquor, and I had Qian Qian's worries.

Wen Tingjun of Suwu Temple

Although our special envoy, Su Wu, body and soul, this temple survives, these trees exist;

The wild geese passing through the clouds are still calling to the moon, and the sheep on the oboro are stuffed with grass smoke.

When he came back, he found that his country had changed because of his young hat and sword.

Marquis Hou Feng commemorates the emperor, who has never met his subjects; Empty to the eyes of the first emperor, lamenting the past years.

Leave the prime minister's tomb

I have to come back from this distant place, and I dismounted next to your lonely grave;

The place where I stood was wet with my tears, and the sky was dark with broken clouds.

I once played chess with the Prime Minister, and now I bring the dagger he wants to my master.

But I only saw petals falling, and I only heard Suzaku respond.

Imperial army recovered Du Fu on both sides of the Yellow River.

The news of this distant western station! The north has been recovered! At first, I couldn't stop crying on my coat.

Where are my wife and son? There is not a trace of sadness on their faces. However, I packed my books and poems crazily.

On the green spring day, I began to go home, singing my songs loudly and drinking my wine;

Come back from this mountain, pass another mountain, go up from the south and then go north-to my own town! .

Man Jiang Hong Su Shi

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.

Langtaosha Liyu

The past is only sad, but it is difficult to arrange the scenery.

Moss invaded the courtyard in the autumn wind.

The bead curtain is idle. Who comes all day long?

Jin Jian has been buried and full of vitality.

On a cool night, the moonlight blooms.

I want to see the shadow of the jade palace and the pool, and the sky shines on Qinhuai!

Fifty-nine ancient poems, the third one, Li Bai

The king of Qin swept Liuhe, eyeing He Xiongzai, brandishing his sword and making clouds, and his ministers came to the west.

Judging from the apocalypse, it has generally driven a group of talents; Withdraw troops and cast gold people, and the valley of letters opens eastward;

Gong Ming, looking at the evil platform. 700,000 torturers set out from Mount Li.

I am still exploring the elixir of life, and I am at a loss to express my sadness; Even the crossbow shoots sea fish, and the long whale is Cui Wei;

The forehead and nose are like five mountains, with clouds and thunder, and the temples cover the sky. Why look at Penglai,

Xu Shi carries Qin women. When did the ship return, but I saw the golden coffin buried under three springs.

Fifty-nine ancient poems, sixteen of which are Li Bai.

Sword and dragon, snow shines on hibiscus, shooting at heaven and earth, Lei Teng can't rush.

As soon as I left the golden box, I lost track of myself. The wind died for a long time, so I sneaked to the front.

Wu Shuishen, Chushan heavy; Men and women are inseparable, and immortals meet.

Fifty-nine ancient poems and forty-eight Li Bai

The king of Qin pressed his sword, and he was angry and shocked; Patrol the sea right every day, driving away stones and driving away cangjin.

Requisition of nine empty apartments, building a bridge and injuring ten thousand people; But if you ask Peng Tao for medicine, you don't think about farming in spring.

Hard work is not enough, and the Millennium is sad.

Fifty-nine ancient poems: fifty-four poems by Li Bai

Boarding the platform with a sword, you can see that in spring, hazel trees are covered with high layers, and Cao Qiong is hidden in a deep valley.

Birds sing in the west sea, and there are no strange trees to gather; Birds live in their homes, and Artemisia is full of people.

The breeze in the Jin dynasty has faded, and the poor side cries.

Fifty-nine ancient poems: fifty-six Li Bai

York picked pearls and took them out of the south; According to the sea and the moon, the price of the imperial city is beautiful.

Offering Jun Jun a sword, holding a treasure and sighing; The sham as the genuine, the heart is more annoying.

Li Bai's "Stuffed Six Poems"

The Tianshan snow in May is very cold without flowers; Spring can only be imagined in the flute "Folding Willow", but it has never been seen in reality.

Sean Xiao with the golden drum, sleeping at night holding a jade saddle; I hope that the sword hanging around my waist can quickly pacify the border and serve my country.

The fifth of Li Bai's "Six Poems Stuffed"

Seru took advantage of autumn, and the heavenly soldiers came out of the Han family; The generals are divided into tigers and bamboos, and the soldiers are divided into Wolongsha.

The moon flies with the bow shadow, and Shuang Hu blows the sword flower; Jade can't get in, and young women don't grow up.

The Sixth of Li Bai's "Six Poems Stuffed"

The bonfire moves the desert and shines on the clouds in the spring; Press the sword to call General Li.

The military spirit is in harmony with nature, the drums are at the bottom, and they go forward bravely, and the first world war is demon-like.

Ziji North Gate Luggage White

Lu array swept across the Great Northern Wilderness, and the fine mans rose, and the feather book was immediately shocked, and the bonfire was bright day after day;

Tiger and bamboo first aid the border, and Rong Chesen did it. The Lord is restless and flies according to the heart of the sword;

Push the hub out of the fierce, even the flag to the battlefield. The soldiers rushed out of the curtain and killed into the sky.

At the foot of Hongshan Mountain, the camp is purple, the wind and sand in Mengdong are tight, and flags are everywhere.

Draw a corner to mourn the bright moon in the sea and ask about the frost in the clothes; Cut Loulan with the sword, shoot Wang Xian with the bow,

Khan is flat, and the species falls and dies; Report the merits to the son of heaven and return the Song to Xianyang.

Beishangbai

Why do you suffer from going north? The northern edge is Taihang, with winding roads and towering rocks.

Horseshoe stumbles on the side stone, and the wheel destroys the high hill. Dust is connected to Youzhou, and bonfires are connected to the north;

Murderous halberds, clothes torn by strong winds, whales caught in the Yellow River, and teeth-cutting in Luoyang.

Go forward and never return to the sun, return to your hometown, and be miserable in the ice and snow;

The feet are not covered, the skin is withered, the grain is blocked by water, and the salary is long.

The tiger loses its tail again, the autumn frost grinds its teeth, the vegetation can't eat, and the hunger drinks zero pulp.

Sigh that it is difficult to go north, don't worry about it, when will Wang Daoping see the light of day again?

Fabai Malibai

The general sent a white horse and crossed the Yellow River in a row. The gongs and drums were loud and the waves were rough.

There are earthquake tiles in Wu' an, and there are no cold songs in the water; If the snow-capped mountains are surging, the drinking water stream can dry up the Hutuo River.

Young soldiers hunt the moon cave, turn to the strategic direction, climb Yanran with their swords, and Bian Feng is steep;

Beyond the depression, there are more than five points of farming; The general cleared the desert by force, and the tiger skin wrapped the Janjaweed.

Jun Macelo Wong Li Bai

Jun Macelo Wong, my horse is white. Although the colors of horses are different, there is no separation between people.

* * * patrol smelting plate, double-row Luoyang stranger, long sword like obsidian, high crown,

Each has a million dollars, all five guests. The tiger fell? When a strong man bends down,

It is no good getting to know each other in an emergency.

Li Bai, the first part of a trip for two children.

Knocking on the floor and drinking, the sword song is easy to water, passing by the prince and holding the state;

Teenagers are strong and have their own time. They shouldn't bully each other because of their voices.

Li Bai to Cui Shiyu

A long sword and a glass of wine, a man's heart; Luoyang, because of his drama Meng, is full of self-confidence.

But I don't know how deep the red sea is. Chang' an complex holds hands and then cares about her daughter;

You are Xuanzuo, and I am in the forest of Momo. High winds destroy beautiful trees, and empty shells scare birds.

If you don't take back the boat, you will come to find it. You have to use your strength to rise and fall, and peaches and plums are sweet and cloudy.

Laughing and sticking out your tongue, worrying about singing for Zhuang Yu. Who pities the moonlit night to listen to the autumn anvil?

Banquet in the water army in honor of Li Bai, a squire of the shogunate.

The moon turned into five white dragons, flying for nine days, Hu Sha surprised the North Sea, and the electricity swept Luoyang and Sichuan.

Lu Jianyu Palace Que, Huang Yucheng spread and moved, and the king of England was left by the temple, and Bingnan;

Cloud flags roll sea snow, golden halberd Luojiang smoke, gather and disperse millions of people, leisurely in a saint;

A flock of swallows descended from the frost terrace, and the water town respected, embroidered clothes held a banquet, and heaven and man borrowed a boat.

Like Huang Jintai. Looking at Zixiaxian from a distance, it has been compiled for forty years;

I would rather know that there is Longquan in the waist of the grass year, and the cloud is in a decision, vowing to be quiet and beautiful.

I would like to talk to Sigong calmly about the outline of the Golden Chamber, and I am willing to donate my body without hesitation.

I lost my head and succeeded in catching up with Lulian.

You Zhou Ye Zhang Yin said.

The cool wind blows the rain at night, and the forest moves in the bleak. You can forget to give up if you have a high hall banquet.

In the army, it is advisable to dance swords and improvise with heavy notes. If you don't be the commander of the border town, who knows you are in big trouble?

Answer to Wuling satrap Wang Changling.

A sword travels thousands of miles, but a small body dares to say a word.

I used to be a big beam guest and lived up to expectations.

[Yan Jiangyue] Farewell to the friend in the post, Wen Tianxiang.

The water is vast, and I hate the east wind and don't borrow English things from the world. I can't bear to see through the city among the remnants of Wu Hua, a Shu bird. In spring, there is a clear bronze sparrow terrace, and in autumn, there are golden tears. Who can blame the snow? Open firm but gentle, bullfight empty recognition of Qi Jie.

That letter Jiang Hai spent the rest of his life traveling south to Wan Li. It was a ship. I want to leave a drunken eye for Ou Meng, and I want to look at the clouds carefully. Win by swallowing the column, go back to the flag, and be crowned through the ages. With insomnia, Qinhuai should be a lonely moon.

Shatian Lane, Zhan Ge

Frontier people attach importance to martial arts,

The sword is as bright as an electric rainbow.

People who have never died since ancient times,

Magdeburg is a hero.

Li Bai is hard to walk.

The cost of pure wine is a gold cup, 10 thousand copper coins and a hip flask, and I am ashamed of 10 thousand yuan.

I threw away the food sticks and cups, and I couldn't eat or drink. I drew my sword and found a loss.

I want to cross the Yellow River, but ice will block the ferry and Taihang Mountain will be covered with snow.

I will sit on a fishing rod and lean lazily by the stream, but I suddenly dream of sailing a boat towards the sun.

Travel is hard. Travel is hard. Don't go astray! Where to go today.

One day, I will ride the wind and waves, raise the Yun Fan and cross the sea.

Yu Hu yin Li Bai

Martyrs bump into jade pots and cherish their old age.

Three cups of sword dance autumn moon, suddenly singing and crying.

At the beginning of the phoenix, purple mud appeared, and the emperor called it a royal banquet.

Praise the Lord for nine days, stir up red waves and green sages.

Turn the dragon into a dragon and give coral a white jade whip.

The world doesn't know that Dong Fangshuo, the great hidden Golden Gate, is a fallen fairy.

Xi Shi Ying smiled and frowned, and the ugly girl was tired.

Although the king loves moths and eyebrows, there is nothing he can do to kill people in his palace. There are idioms such as "the sword is biased, the mouth is honey, the sword is tight, the sword is angry, the sword is bright, the sword is frosty, the sword is brave, the boat is carved for the sword, and the heart is brave". There are proverbs such as "Xiang Zhuang dances with a sword, and it is impossible to prevent it". After ten years of grinding a sword, plum blossoms come from bitter cold. "