Li Qingzhao's Yuanxiao Ci

Yong Yu Le Sunset Melts Gold.

Author: Li Qingzhao

The sunset melts into gold, and the clouds merge, where are people? Dye willow smoke, blow plum flute and complain, how much spring you know. Lantern Festival, the weather is harmonious, there is no second wind and rain. Come and meet each other, enjoy the BMW and thank the wine friends for their poems.

Zhongzhou is in its prime, and the boudoir is full of leisure. Remember points three to five. Pave the green crown, twist the golden snow willow, cluster and fight for Chu. Now I am haggard, windy and frosty, and I dare not go out at night. It's better to listen to people laughing under the curtain.

Vernacular translation:

The afterglow of the sunset is like melted gold, and the clouds in the evening are like the bright moon. Where am I now? Willow-colored smoke is getting stronger and stronger, and the flute is still playing the sad song of plum blossom falling. Who knows how much spring is left? Just like the warm and warm weather on the Lantern Festival, won't there be a sudden wind and rain in a blink of an eye? I was invited to such a party and picked me up in a BMW, but I declined.

Unforgettable in the prosperous days of Bianjing, women in boudoir have more leisure games. I remember that on the fifteenth day of the first month, I especially like wearing a hat with kingfisher feathers on my head and snow willows made of beautiful gold thread, all dressed neatly. Now my image and appearance are haggard, and I am too lazy to comb my hair like wind and fog. I go out at night for fear that others will see me. It's better to hide under the curtain and listen to the laughter of others outside.

Appreciate:

The first film describes the sadness of living in a foreign land during the Lantern Festival, focusing on the contrast between the joy of objective reality and the sadness of her subjective mood. The next part focuses on the author's happy mood of spending the Lantern Festival in Bianjing before crossing the south, in order to compare the current bleak scene. The language of the whole poem is extremely concise, turning vulgarity into elegance. There is no sadness, but sadness is beyond words. It euphemistically and implicitly expresses a person's great inner sorrow, which can be called a great poem.

2. Li Qingzhao's Yuanxiao Ci "Chanting Fishing and Fun" Li Qingzhao's sunset melts into gold and clouds merge. Where are people? Dye willow smoke and play plum flute. What do you know about spring? Is there no wind and rain when the weather is harmonious during the Lantern Festival? Come and greet BMW and thank his drinking buddies and poems.

Zhongzhou is in its heyday, and boudoir has more leisure time. I remember laying stress on three to five, spreading green crowns, twisting golden snow willows, and fighting for Chu in clusters. Now haggard, windy, first frost, afraid to go out at night. It's better to listen to people laughing under the curtain.

Note: The newly-born willow leaves are dyed green like smoke, and the sound of plum blossoms falling on the flute is bitter. The breath of spring has been exposed.

But how do we know that there will be no wind and rain in this harmonious weather of Lantern Festival? Those drinkers and poets came to meet them in splendid chariots and horses, and I could only respond politely, because I was depressed and agitated. I remember that in the prosperous years of Bianjing, there was a lot of leisure in the boudoir, paying special attention to the fifteenth day of the first month.

The hat is inlaid with jade beads, and the body is covered with snow willows twisted with gold wire, all of which are beautifully dressed. Now I look haggard, my hair is fluffy, and I have no intention to comb it. I'm more afraid of going out at night.

It is better to listen to the cheers of others from under the curtains. Appreciation: The first movie is about this year's Lantern Festival.

"The sunset glow melts into gold, and the twilight clouds merge together" focuses on the gorgeous sunset scene in Yuan and West China, and describes the brilliance of the sunset glow, such as melting gold, which is bright and dazzling; The evening clouds are surrounded by a full moon like jade. The two sentences are neat, with beautiful words and flying images.

But the phrase "Where are people?" Followed by a sigh full of confusion and pain. .

3. Li Qingzhao's Yuanxiao Ci "Chanting Fish and Happy Snacking" Li Qingzhao

The setting sun melts gold, and the clouds merge. Where are people? Dye willow smoke and play plum flute. What do you know about spring? Is there no wind and rain when the weather is harmonious during the Lantern Festival? Come and greet BMW and thank his drinking buddies and poems.

Zhongzhou is in its heyday, and boudoir has more leisure time. I remember laying stress on three to five, spreading green crowns, twisting golden snow willows, and fighting for Chu in clusters. Now haggard, windy, first frost, afraid to go out at night. It's better to listen to people laughing under the curtain.

Note: The newly-born willow leaves are dyed green like smoke, and the sound of plum blossoms falling on the flute is bitter. The breath of spring has been exposed. But how do we know that there will be no wind and rain in this harmonious weather of Lantern Festival? Those drinkers and poets came to meet them in splendid chariots and horses, and I could only respond politely, because I was depressed and agitated.

I remember that in the prosperous years of Bianjing, there was a lot of leisure in the boudoir, paying special attention to the fifteenth day of the first month. The hat is inlaid with jade beads, and the body is covered with snow willows twisted with gold wire, all of which are beautifully dressed. Now I look haggard, my hair is fluffy, and I have no intention to comb it. I'm more afraid of going out at night. It is better to listen to the cheers of others from under the curtains.

Appreciation: The first movie is about this year's Lantern Festival. "The sunset glow melts into gold, and the twilight clouds merge together" focuses on the gorgeous sunset scene in Yuan and West China, and describes the brilliance of the sunset glow, such as melting gold, which is bright and dazzling; The evening clouds are surrounded by a full moon like jade. The two sentences are neat, with beautiful words and flying images. But the phrase "Where are people?" Followed by a sigh full of confusion and pain.

4. Poems about the Lantern Festival Last year, the flower market was brightly lit. -Ouyang Xiu's Life Inspector Yuan Xi

Silver flowers shine like bright lanterns on the tree. On this night, the bridge leading to bright stars opens. -Su Weidao's fifteenth night of the first month.

The Lantern Festival competes to see the lotus boat, and the BMW car picks up the cymbals. -Jiang Baishi's "Poetry, Lantern Festival, Fighting for Lotus Picking Boat"

Who can sit on the moon and smell the lights? -Cui Ye's Six Poems "The Last Yuan Night"

Thousands of doors are locked and brightly lit. In the middle of January, it moved to Beijing. -the night light in Zhang Hu on the 15th day of the first month.

I cherish the beautiful scene of the Lantern Festival. The bright moonlight shines and the lights are shining everywhere this night. -lost the name "ghosts Yuan Xiao".

Everything owned by the emperor is full of moonlight like water, lanterns like mountains, and gorgeous and eclectic carriages block the spacious avenue. -Li Shangyin's "Watching Lights"

The capital has been abolished, so don't worry about the timing of leaking jade. Don't let the only midnight snack pass by in a hurry this year. -Su Weidao's fifteenth night of the first month.

Lantern Festival, the weather is harmonious, there is no second wind and rain. -Li Qingzhao's "Forever Happiness, Sunset Melts Gold"

5. The poem about the Lantern Festival is 1, and Magnolia makes the Lantern Festival look like a good trip.

Song Dynasty: Su Shi

Lantern Festival seems to be a good time for swimming. Moreover, there are few lawsuits between the public and the people. Ten thousand people visit the spring platform, and ten miles of immortals are lost in the island.

Plain is not as proud as Levin. Promote the elegance of the seat and accompanying smile. There are guests at the table, and Yushan is drunk.

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Lantern Festival seems to be a good place for fun, and there are few lawsuits, and business is idle. In spring, thousands of people board the platform to see the scenery. Within ten miles, the city became a prosperous and beautiful fairy island on the sea, which puzzled the immortals.

Ping Yuanjun treats guests with great respect, unlike Levin's wine drinkers, who are rude and arrogant. He sits with guests and laughs with them generously and calmly. One of the guests was the most emotional. In order to cherish the host's hospitality, he got drunk and enjoyed it.

2. Lantern Festival

Ming Dynasty: Tang Yin

The moon without lights is not entertaining, and the moon without lights is not spring.

Spring is everywhere, just like the lady seen here. On a bright moonlit night, flashing lanterns set off the moon like pure silver.

The streets are full of Zhu Cui swimming around the girls in the village, singing songs and competing with the social gods.

How can you get rid of this wonderful moment if you don't show your respect and smile?

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Such a night can't be enjoyed if there is only bright light and there is no bright moon. If there is only bright moon and there is no bright light, there is no spring.

Spring comes to the world with light steps. Beauty is as beautiful as flowers, lanterns are burning with happy smiles under the moon, and the moon is like mercury. The streets are full of jewels and emeralds. It's a village girl's spring outing, with loud songs and melodious sheng pipes. It's a young man playing games.

If you don't have fun and laugh, how can you live up to such an auspicious day?

3, parrot Song Yimen nostalgia

Yuan Dynasty: Feng Zizhen

Life only lives in Liangyuan, and happiness is a few bald dads. Refers to his family's five generations of love, sleeping enough rouge and raining.

It is said that Xuanhe brocade is prosperous, and watching Lantern Festival is a detour. Zhuanzhouqiao in Xingjie Ma and Denglou in Suoguo Temple.

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Living in the ancient city of Kaifeng is a great blessing. Look at those white-haired old people, laughing happily. Some of them have lived here for five generations and are used to the stable life in Beijing. Old people gossip that during the Xuanhe period in Song Huizong, Bianjing City was full of flowers and was very prosperous.

On the night of the Lantern Festival on the fifteenth day of the first month, people flocked to Yujie to watch the Lantern Festival. Go straight from Xingjie Ma to the state bridge, and there are fire trees and silver flowers everywhere, as bright as day; Several lighthouses are particularly spectacular, located in the famous Jokhang Temple.

4, Yong Yule Sunset Melting Gold

Song Dynasty: Li Qingzhao

The sunset melts into gold, and the clouds merge, where are people? Dye willow smoke, blow plum flute and complain, how much spring you know. Lantern Festival, the weather is harmonious, there is no second wind and rain. Come and meet each other, enjoy the BMW and thank the wine friends for their poems.

Zhongzhou is in its prime, and the boudoir is full of leisure. Remember points three to five. Pave the green crown, twist the golden snow willow, cluster and fight for Chu. Now I am haggard, windy and frosty, and I dare not go out at night. It's better to listen to people laughing under the curtain.

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The sunset is golden, like molten gold water, and the sunset is blue, as bright as jasper. The scenery is so beautiful, but where am I now? The new willow leaves are like smoke, and the plum blossoms sound bitter.

The breath of spring has been exposed. But how do we know that there will be no wind and rain in this harmonious weather of Lantern Festival? Those drinkers and poets came to meet them in splendid chariots and horses, and I could only respond politely, because I was depressed and agitated.

I remember that in the prosperous years of Bianjing, there was a lot of leisure in the boudoir, paying special attention to the fifteenth day of the first month. The hat is inlaid with jade beads, and the body is covered with snow willows twisted with gold wire, all of which are beautifully dressed.

Now I look haggard, my hair is fluffy, and I have no intention to comb it. I'm more afraid of going out at night. You might as well listen to other people's laughter from under the curtains.

5, yuan two songs

Ming Dynasty: Wang Shouren

Today is the Lantern Festival in my hometown. I am lonely, lonely, lonely and desolate village.

Fortunately, there are books left to accompany me, and I am glad that no horse was invited to travel.

Spring has come, the grass pavilion is full of plum blossoms, and the moon is not soluble in the courtyard.

At this time, the hall of Yuyao's hometown is brightly lit, and all my brothers are here. My parents must miss me very much in this remote place.

Last year's Lantern Festival bronze drums were still on the scene in the capital, which sounded like rolling thunder.

The moon is hidden in the light of the court building, and the sound of hooves on the road is floating in the wind.

In the land of famine, it is often sad to look back on the past and hear people's flutes in the middle of the night.

I remember turning to many happy things. Xiaozong once lifted the ban on Liang Gong.

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Today is the Lantern Festival in my hometown, but I sit alone in a desolate village. Fortunately, I have the rest of the scriptures as my companion, and I am glad that there are no chariots and horses to invite me to travel. Spring has come, the grass pavilion and plum blossoms are the first to bloom, the moonlight shines on the empty courtyard, and the snow has not melted.

At this time, Yuyao's home hall was brightly lit and all his brothers were there. My parents must really want me to be far away alone. Today last year, I still lived in Beijing, and the sound of the bronze drums on the Lantern Festival vaguely resembled a minefield.

The moon leaned against the dim light of the garden building, and heard the pounding of hooves on the pavilion road in the wind. Looking back frequently on the barren land of Wan Li, it is sad to hear people's flutes at night. I still remember many happy things of the first dynasty. Emperor Xiaozong once banned these two palaces.

6. Poems about Lantern Festival What are the poems about Lantern Festival?

1. Harmony and music, sunset melting gold [Song] Li Qingzhao

The sunset melts into gold, and the clouds merge, where are people? Dye willow smoke, blow plum flute and complain, how much spring you know. Lantern Festival, the weather is harmonious, there is no second wind and rain. Come and meet each other, enjoy the BMW and thank the wine friends for their poems. (Rongjin: Rongjin)

Zhongzhou is in its prime, and the boudoir is full of leisure. Remember points three to five. Pave the green crown, twist the golden snow willow, cluster and fight for Chu. Now I am haggard, windy and frosty, and I dare not go out at night. It's better to listen to people laughing under the curtain.

By comparing the two scenes of Lantern Festival before and after Nandu, this word expresses the sadness and loneliness after leaving troubled times. The first movie expressed the mood of the scene in front of us. The following film expresses the feelings of the country's ruin and death from the comparison between the past and the present, and expresses deep sadness.

The whole word is mixed with scenes, ups and downs. From today to the past, from the past to the present, the ups and downs of the past and the present have formed a sharp contrast. Deep and sincere feelings. Language is fresh in simplicity, and works are seen in plainness.

2. On the fifteenth night of the first month [Tang] Su Weidao

Silver flowers shine like bright lanterns on the tree. On this night, the bridge leading to bright stars opens. The crowd is surging and the dust is flying under the horseshoe; Moonlight shines in every corner, where people can see the moon overhead.

Prostitutes are all Li, and the songs are good. I can't help it at night, but I can't.

This poem describes the scenery of Yuanxiao Night in Chang 'an City. According to the Legend of the Tang Dynasty and New Records of the Tang Dynasty and Beijing, lanterns are put on Chang 'an every year on this night. Before and after three days, there was no martial law as usual at night, and there were many people watching the lights. The horses and chariots of the nobles were noisy, and the laughter and laughter of the citizens merged into one, and they spent the whole night in a lively atmosphere.

3. Watch the lights for fifteen nights [Tang]

Jin Li Xiang Yan, the early years of Lan. The color of the mattress is far away and the light is far away.

After accepting Han's name, it seems that a bright moon hangs on the ground. Don't laugh so much, come and show off the nine branches.

7. The famous ancient poem about Lantern Festival is 1 Thousands of doors are locked and brightly lit. In the middle of January, it moved to Beijing. -the night light in Zhang Hu on the 15th day of the first month.

2, love the scenery of the Lantern Festival, the moonlight is beautiful and the lights are brilliant. -lost the name "ghosts Yuan Xiao".

3. Moonlight Mountain is full of imperial capital, and Chebao covers the thoroughfare. -Li Shangyin's "Watching Lights"

4, Jinli opened a banquet, Lan was in his early years. -Lu, "Fifteen Nights Watching Lights"

5, I am busy when I am idle, and I am ashamed to chase after the folks and compete for profits. -Li Shangyin's "Watching Lights"

Lantern Festival is a traditional festival in China since ancient times. The appreciation of the Lantern Festival began in ancient times when people held torches in rural fields to drive away insects and wild animals, hoping to reduce pests and pray for a bumper harvest. To this day, people in some areas in southwest China still use reeds or branches as torches on the 15th day of the first month, and hold high in groups to dance in fields or grain drying fields. Since the Sui, Tang and Song Dynasties, it has been in full swing. Tens of thousands of people took part in singing and dancing, from faint to dark.