Write a poem and a proverb.

Year: Song Author: Su Shi

At that time, I wore a fan and smiled, and at the end of the year, I fought Liu Lang with a knife.

You don't have to be like Yan Feng, so you can talk about Li Yang when you have time.

Dragon boat festival stickers

Year: Song Author: Su Shi

A cool breeze is cold and should fly white in the ice.

Sit and know that the four seas are anointed, and the bath king is like a orchid.

Last year's autumn fan two quatrains

Year: Song Author: Su Zhe

Fan dust in Mid-Autumn Festival and blow your face in Spring Festival Evening.

Old things are used by the world, so it's hard to guess when old friends meet.

West Lake Old Dream

Year: Song Author:

The moon is fragrant, Shui Ying is white, the rain is sunny and the sun is shining.

In a golden basin, the dancing fans never stop.

Palace poetry

Year: Song Author: Wang Jue

The curtain blows green waves, embroidering the colorful floor.

Cuojiao tea bed is nailed with gold, and the dark flowers are printed with brocade.

Dragon Boat Festival Cidong Palace Pavilion

Year: Song Author: Yan Shu

The first taste of a hundred herbs is the best, but the jade letter is still too clear.

Fans cut sunflower leaves more frequently.

flat

Year: Song Author: Yang Wanli

Rare birds drink pot pools and can open windows.

I flew in surprise, but I couldn't walk with any more noise.

(of weather) extremely hot

Year: Song Author: Yang Yi

The birds in the sky are thin and thin and turn to the morning light.

The full moon fan has been cut, and the light cloud has changed clothes.

He Shuo was sealed for a while, and the well in Linzi was sweating.

The ice pill is white and scattered, trying to help me with the hurricane.

April

Year: Ming Author:

Spring rain is green and fertile, and after the rain clears, spring is also home.

The flower warbler is lonely, and the grass grows and the warbler flies.

Fragrant basket, green fan, curtain window, kudzu clothes.

Throw a book and find an afternoon pillow, and a new warm dream depends on it.

West Lake

Year: Yuan Author: Yang Weizhen

The scenery of the West Lake is full of paintings and poets chant.

The arowana at the bottom of the fan blew the shadow of the sun, and Yan Ying in the mirror was old.

Su Causeway changed things for the former power, and the Geling people repaired their homes.

Today, a glass of water is depressed, and two peaks are as long as the sunset.

Tuanfan lady

Year: Ming Author: Yao Lun

Forced to wear incense and light two moths, Huayin tried to learn from Ling Bo.

The special room leans on the whole city, not afraid of the cool wind to the fan.

The flowers have fallen

Year: Ming Author: Yu Sulan

A gust of wind blew the fence in the east into a pile of brocade.

Be ashamed of dirt when you are speechless, and leave affection to berries.

I hope the king is lucky to turn around, and the dance sleeves are still fanned with the song.

Who knows that the Zhao family is like a swallow?

Chinese Valentine's Day; Qixi Festival

Year: Tang Author: Du Mu

In the autumn night, candlelight reflected the screen, and Fan slapped the fireflies with his hand.

The night in Tianjie is as cool as water, lying watching morning glory and Vega.

The sun burns like fire.

The sun is like fire, and the wild Tian He is half burnt.

The farmer's heart is like soup, and the son Wang Sun shakes it.

Quail day

Year: Song Author: Yan

Colorful sleeves diligently hold the jade clock,

Those days, I was drunk and red.

Dancing low in the center of the willow building,

Song is the bottom wind of peach blossom fan.

From parting, remembering meeting,

A few times, I dreamed of being with you.

There is only one silver plaque left tonight,

I'm afraid meeting is a dream.

He xinlang

Year: Song Author: Ye Mengde

Sleeping in Yingyu, hiding moss, having sex late, numerous red spots.

Blow out the residual flowers, but no one sees them, but they dance by themselves.

It's getting warmer and hazy, and the light returns in early summer.

The treasure fan looks for the bright moon again, and the dark dust invades, and there are women on the mountain.

Surprised and hated, so sudden.

Jiangnan dream breaks hengjiangzhu.

The waves stuck to the sky, the grapes turned green, and it rained in the air.

In front of the infinite building, there is a wave of meaning. Who will bring the flowers?

But disappointment, blue boat tolerance,

What time does the Wan Liyun arrive? Send it to Gu Hong, and it will break the obstacles.

Who will sing for me?

Through Qin Lou.

Year: Song Author: Zhou Bangyan

Toad is clear in the water bath, leaves are cool, and horses are broken in the lane.

Idle in the open well, laughing at fireflies, resulting in a broken picture being lightly fanned.

People sit for a long time at night, fearing that they can't go back to sleep, which makes the disabled people get more arrows.

Sigh for a moment, people are thousands of miles away, dreams are far away.

I dare not comb my temples, I can sell gold mirrors, and I am lazy, dyeing them evenly.

Mei fenglu, rainbow rain moss, a dance of red has changed.

Who believes that boredom hurts Qian Xun because Iraq will reduce Jiang Yan?

However, in the shadow of the Ming River, there are still a few stars.

White feather fan

Year: Tang Author: Bai Juyi

Plain colors are natural colors, and circles are tailor-made for workmanship.

Whispering like a pine and floating like a crane.

There is no snow in midsummer and no wind all year round.

Hold Anthony wong in your hand and hide the moon in your arms.

The tail spot of the swim bladder is not dead, and the mallow is different.

Who said relative, thin white beard Weng.

brief and clear

Year: Tang Author: Li Jiayou

Proud officials smiled leisurely in front of emperors and generals, cut down bamboo in Hexi and built tall buildings.

The fresh breeze of the south wind naturally comes, not the Pukui mountain fan, but the man in the hat on the gull, sleeping leisurely.

moon

Year: Tang Author: Xue Tao

As thin as a hook, as round, as if woven into a round fan.

Whether it is a tiny shadow or a full moon, where are the people staring at the world?

plantain

Year: Song Author:

A few bananas outside the window make you feel lonely.

It's windy at home at night and rainy in autumn.

The fishing shed is broken, and the phoenix is shaken.

The study period seems very long, and new seedlings will grow every day.

Sit at night

Year: Song Author: Ye Yin

It's cold for teenagers in the autumn courtyard, so they can't sleep reading.

Fan idle fireflies, window broken mice peep at the lamp.

In the evening, the situation is different, and the atmosphere on Xiao Qing Road is stronger.

The neighbor is still awake, and the words on the floor are rich.

Nagato complained.

Year: Song Author:

Storms will not bring rain, and clouds will disappear without a trace.

I was born for thirty years, and I borrowed it from Nagato Palace.

In spring, cars are rolling in the palace, and the stars are shining in Lv Yun.

It has become a place where C families compete for support, just like Nagato closes flowers and birds.

The yellow door opens a jade spoon and draws a historical picture of flying moths and eyebrows.

The gold shop vibrates the key, and the jade show gives birth to the copper pool.

Chaoyang has just returned to Jinwu, hoping that personnel will change.

When Zheng Xiu entered the palace, he was happy and sold it for a long life.

Birds sing and flowers smell, and spring returns to the earth.

Flowers and birds are easy to shock the old, and the situation is complicated.

The east wind shakes the night evil, and thousands of flowers are around the curtain.

When a bear has a heart of stone, he is willing to shoulder the burden of class and autumn.

Nagato, don't complain easily. Look at this.

Bai Hua Xi's green clothes, I know that ancient Xi had it.

Junu

Time: Song Author: Once upon a time

The fog is full of peaches, and I sleep all day. This gentleman can never have it.

Qiu Lai snubbed his classmates, and Tender became a slave to Tin at the end of the year.

Feiyingyu

Year: Song Author:

Wu Bi is windy in summer and sunny at night. In early May, fireflies fly in Tanglin.

Cuiping Hosta is cool, and a little autumn heart is born from now on.

The water in the square pool is accumulated by the rain in the deep stream, and the upper and lower glow is chaotic.

Fortunately, because the curtain rolled into Huatang, I was not afraid of being surprised.

There are thousands of families in the Han Palace, which glow in the dark every night.

The light flows through the liquid pool, and the shadow falls on the gold plate and is exposed to the moon.

The silver que is dark and jade is late, and I care about you every year.

Nagato complained that my concubine couldn't sleep, and Fan Mei also wrote poems.

People in Xia Feng Gallery are laughing. The fans under the bar are very small.

I have cast myself into the secluded room, accompanied by remnant stars.

Didn't you see the tattered Lianchang Palace in the west of Luoyang?

There is no sign of wild hazel rotten grass, only Qiu Lai is flying brightly.

Yan Boting's summer vacation

Year: Song Author: Zhou Bi

Chengjiang practices horizontal horse, and washes yellow Fan Luo every month.

Roll up the white clouds and see you at the beach.

The sky is low and the night is deep.

When you suck in dim light, you can see the lines between buckets.

The gazebo forced the wilderness, and the porch was open on three sides.

Vientiane has been laid out and moved randomly.

At the age of ten, he escaped from the void and got this side again.

Sit and talk about the mystery, and work tirelessly at night.

I'm afraid I'll rush to the old copper sheet in the East.

You must do something to ask the great emperor, and don't let Wu Xu's eyes turn.

Thoughts on Five Poems of "The Second Rhyme in Autumn Cool"

Year: Song Author: Lou Jian

Watch fish jump and kites fly. Although the crane handle is long and broken, it is sad.

There is no room for human suffering, and the autumn wind has its own prophets.

It is inevitable for young slaves to make new friends, and amateur fans would rather be self-sufficient.

If you don't send Song Yu's prose, it's better for me to laugh into a poem.

Ye Yi

Year: Song Author: Lu You

Before sprinkling the floor and moving the bed to bend the sill, Ge Xiaoyishuang touched the fence.

In autumn, the grass is exposed, the moon is falling all over the sky, and the stars are everywhere.

When the breeze stops, spin off the residual wine and wash Joan Hinton.

However, being far away from the atmosphere, I learned daffodils by riding a whale.

spring breeze

Year: Song Author: Mei

I often worry about low spring clouds, but spring breeze is evil.

There is no definite sound when the fan is shaken, and there is an odor when it is folded dry.

Blowing flowers and holding fine grass, send two to the high shelf.

Jiang Yan gently tilted, but flew back.

Evening sunshine

Year: Song Author: Ouyang Xiu

Leave a sail in the sunset and laurel bushes in the sunset.

Xia Guangqing scattered brocade, rainy night in Chen Hong.

Swallows fall, grass turns over the pond, and Jason Wu is beside the well.

No fear shines on Hunan water, and Dan color reflects the autumn wind.

roller blind

Year: Song Author: Pan Jian

The shutter welcomes the color, and the double magpies make a scene.

The seasons are distinct and the garden is shaded.

Fu Luan waved a painting fan, weaving green but wanting to be light.

If you are sleepy, a guest will knock at the door.

Two rhymes of Shangliu Pavilion.

Year: Song Author: Qin Guan

On the west bank of Wolong, Beichitou, the flower pond is rustling.

Several twists and turns ripple in the green belt, and a mountain peak is lonely and beautiful.

The sachet is clear in the afternoon without sweat, and it is cool in autumn.

Ask the painter to have a look. What he painted is Zhu Xi's trip.

Singing at dusk in spring

Year: Song Author: Shao Yong

In spring, butterflies are in chaos, and in spring, children cry.

As safe as the day before, when the wind blows for the first time.

Palace poetry

Year: Song Author:

Smoke fluttered on the balcony, and then the bead curtain was lifted.

Spring is full of smiles and Guan Yu has a new book.

hot

Year: Song Author: Su Ling

In summer, clouds look like mountain peaks, and suddenly the walls around them are red.

Sit and think of the breeze passing over the lotus leaf, and dream of a phoenix tree that scatters rain.

How can a floating family get waves? There is no reason to raise a fan.

After more than 30 years of coldness, I sang to the Crystal Palace this year.

Fan proverb

When God closes a door for you, he will open a window for you.