Complete Poems on Mountains and Forests

2. Complete works of chanting poems

About Yong's poetry anthology 1. Complete works of chanting ancient poems.

willow

Author: Appreciation of He Tang Dynasty

Jasper dressed as a tree, hanging down ten thousand green silk tapestries.

I don't know who cut the thin leaves, but the spring breeze in February is like scissors.

Plum blossom ode

The spring departed in wind and rain; With flying snow it’s back again.

Although the icicles on the cliff are still hanging for miles. There is a sweet flower in it.

Joe doesn't fight for spring, he only reports it.

When the flowers bloom, she laughs in the bushes.

Is Hongsu willing to break through Qiongbao and explore the end of the South Branch?

I don't know how long I have borrowed it, but I see it is infinite.

The Taoist priest is haggard, bored and unhappy at the bottom of the spring window.

If you want to look down on it, come and rest. It may not be that there was no wind in the Ming Dynasty.

Buzo Yongmei

In the Song Dynasty, Lu You broke the bridge outside the post office, leaving no owner and no one. 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. Scattered into mud, ground into dust, only fragrance remains.

2. Complete works of poetry

1, "Singing Willow"

Tang He Zhang Zhi

Jasper dressed as a tree, hanging down ten thousand green silk tapestries.

I don't know who cut the thin leaves, but the spring breeze in February is like scissors.

2. A political prisoner is listening to cicadas.

Don Robin Wang

Cicadas sing in the west, and guests think of the south.

I can't stand the shadow on my temple to break the heart of a white-haired prisoner.

His flight passed through the thick fog, and his pure voice was drowned in the world of wind.

Who knows if he is still singing? Who will listen to me? .

3. plum blossom

Wang Song Anshi

There are some plums in the corner, and cold ling opens them alone.

I knew from a distance that it wasn't snow, because there was a smell coming.

Step 4 "Singing Goose"

Don Robin Wang

Goose Goose, Xiang Tiange.

White feathers, floating in green water; The red soles of the feet stir the clear water.

3. There are 100 poems in the Collection of Poems about Things, including poems about things.

Poetry chanting things.

1, cicada Tang Dynasty: Yu Shinan

Cicada droops like a tassel on a hat, its tentacles suck the clear dew, and its voice spreads from the branches of the straight Shulang tree.

Cicada is far away from cicada because cicada is on a tall tree, not relying on autumn wind.

2. People in Tang Dynasty: He

Jasper dressed as a tree, hanging down ten thousand green silk tapestries.

I don't know who cut the thin leaves, but the spring breeze in February is like scissors.

3. Mei Chu Tang: Zhang Wei

A tree with cold plum and white jade belt is near the village road and creek bridge.

I don't know if I started spraying water recently, but I suspect it didn't sell after the winter snow.

4. Singing Goose in Tang Dynasty: Luo

White swan, white swan, bend your neck and breathe fire into the sky.

White feathers, floating in green water; The red soles of the feet stir the clear water.

5. Qu Chi Lian in Tang Dynasty: Lu

The faint fragrance is long around the curved pool, and the real mosaic covers the beautiful pool.

I often worry that the bleak autumn wind comes too early, leaving you no time to make up the lotus.

4. Complete poems.

Wing Liu Author: He "Appreciation of Jasper in Tang Dynasty": A tapestry with a tree hanging with green silk.

I don't know who cut the thin leaves, but the spring breeze in February is like scissors. The wind and rain in Yongmei send spring home, and snow flies to welcome the spring.

Although the icicles on the cliff are still hanging for miles. There is a sweet flower in it. Joe doesn't fight for spring, he only reports it.

When the flowers bloom, she laughs in the bushes. Is Hongsu willing to break through Qiongbao and explore the end of the South Branch? I don't know how long I have borrowed it, but I see it is infinite.

The Taoist priest is haggard, bored and unhappy at the bottom of the spring window. If you want to look down on it, come and rest. It may not be that there was no wind in the Ming Dynasty.

Operator Yongmei Song Lu Yui broke the bridge outside, lonely and open, with no owner. 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.

5. Complete works of ancient poetry

1, "Singing Willow" Don He Zhangzhi's Jasper hangs down as a tapestry of countless strands of moss.

I don't know who cut the thin leaves, but the spring breeze in February is like scissors. 2, "A political prisoner listens to cicadas" Tang Luobin and Lu Chanming, and the southern crown is deep.

I can't stand the shadow on my temple to break the heart of a white-haired prisoner. His flight passed through the thick fog, and his pure voice was drowned in the world of wind.

Who knows if he is still singing? Who will listen to me? . 3, "Plum Blossoms" Wang Song Anshi counted the plum blossoms in the corner, and hanling opened it alone.

I knew from a distance that it wasn't snow, because there was a smell coming. 4. Ode to Goose Don Wang Luobin Goose.

White feathers, floating in green water; The red soles of the feet stir the clear water. 5, "Bamboo Stone" Xie insists that the green hills are not relaxed, and the roots are breaking the rocks.

After thousands of tortures and blows, it is still strong, whether it is the southeast wind or the northwest wind in winter, it can bear it and will still be tough and straight.

6. Complete works of ancient poetry.

Poets who cherish ancient poems take historical events, historical figures and historical traces as themes, and achieve the purpose of feeling the rise and fall, pinning their grief and satirizing the present by climbing high and looking far, reciting historical facts and remembering historical sites.

This kind of poem is euphemistic, because it is written about the past of the ancients and uses more allusions. Where does Xin Qiji look at China in "Nanxiangzi Dengjingkou Gu Bei Ting Huai"? Full of scenery, Gu Bei Building.

How many things have gone up and down through the ages? The long and endless Yangtze River is rolling forward! I was too young to stop fighting in the southeast. Who is the world hero? Cao Liu, have a baby like Sun Zhongmou! "Niannujiao Chibi Nostalgia" Su Shi is a romantic figure who never returns to the river.

Old camp west, people say it's the war of the Three Kingdoms, Battle of Red Cliffs. The steep rock wall, like thunder waves lapping against the river bank, waves like rolling up thousands of snow.

The majestic rivers and mountains are picturesque, and many heroes emerge at once.

7. Who knows there are 10 poems about the moon?

Spread out completely

A bright moon rises from Qilian Mountain and crosses the vast sea of clouds. The mighty wind blew Wan Li and crossed Yumen Pass. -Guan Shanyue of Li Bai

The foot of my bed is shining so brightly. Is there frost already? I looked up at the moon and looked down, feeling nostalgic. -Li Bai's Thoughts on a Quiet Night

The moon, at this time is at sea, over the end of the world. Bring a separated heart, and be considerate for a long time at night! -Zhang Jiuling's "Full Moon Philip Burkart"

The dew turns to frost tonight, and the moonlight at home is bright! -Du Fu's Moonlight Remembering My Brother

Autumn moon hangs in the sky and Guanghua is wet. The surprised magpie has not settled, and the flying fireflies are rolling in. -Meng Haoran, "I am pregnant under the autumn night moon"

On the evening of August 15 last year, next to the apricot garden by Qujiang Pool. On the night of August 15 this year, in front of Songpu Shatou Water Hall. Where is the hometown in the northwest and the full moon in the southeast. Yesterday, the wind blew and no one would meet. Tonight, the light is as clear as usual. -Bai Juyi's "Looking at the Moon in the Pavilion on the 15th of August"

There are crows in Bai Shu and osmanthus in Coody Leng in the atrium. Tonight, people are looking forward to it. I wonder who will fall in Qiu Si? -Wang Jian's "Looking at the Moon at Fifteen Nights"

Ten rounds of frost shadows turn to court, and tonight is a lonely corner. Su E may have no regrets, but Yuchan is lonely and lonely. -Yan Shu's Mid-Autumn Moon

When did the moon begin to appear? Ask heaven for wine. I don't know what year it is in the imperial palace in the sky ... people have joys and sorrows, and the moon is full of rain and shine, which is difficult to complete in ancient times. I hope people will live for a long time and have a good scenery thousands of miles away. -Su Shi's Water Tune

The bright moon is easy to fall and disperse, and it is even more important to see it when you come back. The clearer the moonlight in front of the hall, the more grass is exposed. Shutters push doors silently, while windows are silent and old. Du Nan is engaged in shame and poverty, and there are several people who write moon poems. -Su Shi's Mid-Autumn Festival Moon Appreciation and Ziyou Tour

The twilight clouds are cold, and the silver-haired people silently turn to the tracts. If you don't meet a good night in this life, where will you see the bright moon next year? -Su Shi's Mid-Autumn Festival Full Moon

Like Huaihai's eyes, the long sea is as white as silver, and millions of rainbow-like lights are pregnant with pearl oysters. If there is no labor in the sky, the osmanthus tree will grow long and break the moon. -Miffy Mid-Autumn Festival "Looking at the Moon"

Go to the West Building before it's too late for Yun Zheyue. But when you call it, Yu Di will break with a loud blow ... If you make a long circle so late, human feelings may not depend on your acceptance. -Xin Qiji's "Man Jiang Hong"

When the moon raises a glass, you will be fragrant and green. Worship the fall of Huaxing, about the floating of the bright moon. -Wen Tianxiang's "Returning to Dong for the Mid-Autumn Festival"

Boats are moored at dusk in the west of the city, and the long bridge looks at the full moon. Gradually, I walked to the distant smoke grass, and suddenly I fell in front of the eaves next to Gaoting. -Xu Wei's Fifteen Nights in Jianning

It's a long journey in Qiu Guang, and it has the fragrance of orchids and laurels. The moon is bright and full, people are thousands of miles away, and the wind is urgent and the sails are light. -Zhang Huangyan's "Mid-Autumn Festival"

Flowers in the next pot of wine, no friends, drink alone. Raise my cup, I invite the bright moon, which brings me its shadow and makes us three people. The moon doesn't know how to drink, but the shadow in front of it is behind. I have to mingle with them and enjoy the happiness of spring. The song I sing is bright and wandering, and I dance the shadow before wandering.

-Li Bai's "Drinking the Bright Moon Alone"

A bright moon rises from Qilian Mountain and crosses the vast sea of clouds. The mighty wind blew Wan Li and crossed Yumen Pass. -Guan Shanyue of Li Bai

The moon, at this time is at sea, over the end of the world. Bring a separated heart, and be considerate for a long time at night! -Zhang Jiuling's "Full Moon Philip Burkart"

The twilight clouds are cold, and the silver-haired people silently turn to the tracts. If you don't meet a good night in this life, where will you see the bright moon next year? -Su Shi's Mid-Autumn Moon (Full Moon)

Like Huaihai's eyes, the long sea is as white as silver, and millions of rainbow-like lights are pregnant with pearl oysters. If there is no labor in the sky, the osmanthus tree will grow long and break the moon.

-Miffy Mid-Autumn Festival "Looking at the Moon"

Autumn moon hangs in the sky and Guanghua is wet. The surprised magpie has not settled, and the flying fireflies are rolling in. -Meng Haoran's Autumn Night under the Moon

There are crows in Bai Shu and osmanthus in Coody Leng in the atrium. Tonight, people are looking forward to it. I wonder who will fall in Qiu Si?

-Wang Jian's "Looking at the Moon at Fifteen Nights"

Go to the West Building before it's too late for Yun Zheyue. But when you call it, Yu Di will break with a loud blow ... If you make a long circle so late, human feelings may not depend on your acceptance.

-Xin Qiji's "Man Jiang Hong"

8. Complete works of chanting poems

Complete Poems on Objects 1, Poems by Liu Shang, Jasper of Tang He Zhang, dressed as a tree, with countless strands of moss tapestries hanging down.

I don't know who cut the thin leaves, but the spring breeze in February is like scissors. 2, "A political prisoner listens to cicadas" Tang Luobin and Lu Chanming, and the southern crown is deep.

I can't stand the shadow on my temple to break the heart of a white-haired prisoner. His flight passed through the thick fog, and his pure voice was drowned in the world of wind.

Who knows if he is still singing? Who will listen to me? . 3, "Plum Blossoms" Wang Song Anshi counted the plum blossoms in the corner, and hanling opened it alone.

I knew from a distance that it wasn't snow, because there was a smell coming. 4. Ode to Goose Don Wang Luobin Goose.

White feathers, floating in green water; The red soles of the feet stir the clear water. 5, "Bamboo Stone" Xie insists that the green hills are not relaxed, and the roots are breaking the rocks.

After thousands of tortures and blows, it is still strong, whether it is the southeast wind or the northwest wind in winter, it can bear it and will still be tough and straight. 6, "Bee" Tang Luoyin, regardless of the flat land and the top of the mountain, has unlimited scenery.

Bee, you harvest flowers to make nectar. Who has worked hard and who wants to taste the sweetness? 7, "Mo Mei" Wang Yuan Mian My first tree in Xiyan Lake, all the flowers faded ink marks.

Don't praise the good color, as long as it is clear and full of dried Kun. 8, "Lime Song" Yu Ming money chiseled out of the mountains, if the fire is idle.

Even if it is smashed to pieces, I am not afraid, and I am willing to leave a clean one in the world. 9. "Ma Shi Wu Qi" Tang Li and the desert sand are like snow, and the Yanshan moon is like a hook.

Don't be a golden brain, go and step on the clear autumn. 10, "Yan Jia sings bamboo" Tang Du Fu's bamboo is half-contained, and new buds are out of the wall.

The color invades the book late, and the shadow is cooler than the bottle. The rain washed Juanjuan clean, and the wind blew a fragrance.

But without cutting, I will meet the clouds. 1 1, "Zhuzhi Fu" Tang Bai Juyi does not need to be cut into a phoenix tube or a fishing rod.

After thousands of flowers and herbs wither, they stay in the snow. 12, "Chrysanthemum" Tang Yuanzhen's autumn clumps are like Taoist priests, and the more they are surrounded, the more inclined they are.

It's not that chrysanthemums are favored among flowers, but that this flower is even more flowerless. 13, "Wind" Tang Liqiao has fallen leaves and three autumn leaves, which can bloom in February.

Scraping the river surface can set off several huge waves in thousands of feet, and blowing bamboo can make tens of thousands of poles tilt. 14, "You" Yi Yi of Tang Hanyulan, the direction of Yang Yang.

All incense is arched, and its fragrance is faint. If you don't pick and admire, why does Yu Lan get hurt? Day after day, year after year, we travel everywhere.

Wang Wen Meng Xiong, Wei Shui boundless. Take it and enjoy it. It's beautiful and fragrant.

The snow and ice are lush, and the buds are in winter. If a gentleman guards against it, future generations will prosper.

15, "Bamboo" is one section after another, and thousands of branches are stored in Chiba. I don't blossom, so I don't tease bees and butterflies.

16, "Yong Gui" Tang Li Bai grows peaches and plums in the world, all in the golden head. Climbing shortcuts, and this spring breeze.

Glory cannot last long under first frost. South, green leaves hang down the roots.

Qingyin can also be entrusted, so why not cherish the tree garden? 17, "Farewell to Ancient Grass" Tang Bai Juyi crossed the plain and came and went with the four seasons.

Wildfire can't burn it out, but the spring breeze can revive it. Weeds and wild flowers are all over the ancient road, and the end of the grass in the sun is your journey.

I once again sent my bosom friend, and the thick grass represented my deep affection. 18, feel the tender in spring and the blooming in autumn.

Life in the world is full of vitality, which naturally conforms to the beautiful season. Who wants to live in seclusion in the mountains and smell the fragrance, so full of joy.

Won't it be more demanding to be transplanted than any other natural flower? ? .

A complete collection of poems dedicated to the memory of the poet is 1. An ancient poem with chanting words (chanting words must be in the poem book. Titles with chanting words do not count.

A moonlit wanderer in He Xinlang, bucket handle, returning to the autumn rhyme. The bright moon is flying, and Wan Li, first frost, is full of mountains and jade. Where is the moon? Only the south side of the bridge is the first one. The wild land is vast, and the west is cool and quiet. Dangui is dancing in the shadow, thinking about small flaws and not tired of the wall. Rivers are far away, and there is no trace to be found. I know you have a proverb: good night. Sing and sing. I believe that my bosom friend and people are in distant memories. Who is the place to stay? Zheng Zhuang Post. "Spring comes to live in the suburbs, sending letters to the Jishaofu Zhongfu, Sanyuan Shaofuwei, and Xiahou School for thousands of years." The birds in Wei Valley were silent for a while, and the spring rain in the countryside ended. Light and wind moved the forest early, and high windows shone at the beginning of the day. I drink the water in the stream alone and carry old books on my back. There should be many things in the city. Who can remember this seclusion? What he heard was someone else's, not mine. Tomorrow I will raise my sail and drop maple leaves behind me. In ancient times, forty-five Li Bai and eight wastes were in a state of shock. Everything is dying. Clouds covered the sunset. The inconspicuous waves shook the Grand Canyon. Dragon and phoenix lost their chains. They turned to support Anto. They went to ride the white pony. The empty mountain sings the field of huo.

2. chanting poems

Yan Shu, a moon-chanting poem in the Song Dynasty, went through ten rounds of frost shadows and stayed alone in the world today.

Su E may have no regrets, but Yuchan is lonely and lonely. Su Shi's Water Tune? When will there be a bright moon? Ask about Sky Wine.

I don't know the palace in the sky, and I don't know the month and time. I'm willing to ride the wind to the sky, I'm afraid I can't stand the cold for nine days in a pavilion of fine jade.

Dance to find out what shadows look like on the earth. The moon turned into a scarlet pavilion, hanging low on the carved window, shining on the sleepy self.

There should be no hate, and nothing can be done. People are sad and happy, and they are separated and reunited. The moon has yin and yang, and there are gains and losses. Nothing is perfect, even in the past.

I hope people will live for a long time and have a good scenery thousands of miles away. Su Shi's mid-autumn moon, when the dusk clouds closed, overflowed with cold, and the silver man silently turned to the jade plate.

This life is not a good night. Where will the bright moon look next year? The plum blossom poems in the early Southern and Northern Dynasties and the sequence of He Shen Rabbit Garden are the most shocking. Plum blossoms are not afraid of frost and cold wind. When it snows with zero frost, it opens on the roadside.

The branches and leaves of plum blossoms and flowers are blooming all over Yangzhou. The blooming of plum blossoms can make abandoned people see the feeling of tears, and can also make people who fall in love with Jingxing and their families wrangle.

We should know that it falls early, so we come up in spring. In the Southern and Northern Dynasties, Yu Xin thought that he had already felt the plum blossom in the twelfth month and a half.

I don't believe that this year's Spring Festival Evening, everyone will come to see it. The tree hangs on the ice, and the branches are cold.

If I had known I couldn't find it, I really regretted the clothes list. Mei Chu, thank you for welcoming the Spring, so I get up early and I am not afraid of the cold.

I am afraid that after falling into the flowers, no one will look at it. Ye Fan was given to Liu Kai in the Northern and Southern Dynasties and to the people in the dragon head.

There is no better gift in Jiangnan, and flowers will send spring. In the first spring, the cold in Li Shimin changed with the poverty law, and birds sang in spring.

Willow floats in the early wind, and plum blossoms bloom in the late snow. Bilin green old bamboo, green marsh green new moss.

At the beginning of the day, the geese go and the tree warbler comes. In winter, the stone whales in Li Shimin near Kunming Pool slip away, grab the embers and hide the flat sand.

The willow shadow ice has no leaves, and the plum heart is frozen. The cold ground condenses into fog, and the frost dispels the sunset glow.

The joy is still unfinished, and the scenery is gone. When I visited Yuan, I didn't meet Meng Haoran, a talented person in Luoyang, or a rogue in Jiangling.

It is said that plum blossoms bloom early. Why is it so spring? In the Tang Dynasty, Du Fu's plum blossom was broken before wax, and many years after plum blossom.

I never know that spring is early, what is the most annoying thing? The snow trees are the same color, and the river wind is its own school.

I can't see my hometown, and the witch is gloomy and rugged. Bai Yonglian (2) Tang Pirixiu took a deep sniff and looked at the darkness and heartbroken. From then on, he had no intention of loving Red.

If you fold it, just think of Joan as a guest and plant it in the jade pond. The dripping water is suspicious of the sun, and the wind is turbid and the snow is fragrant.

The number of people under the stage of the prince of Wu is far as stone's plain makeup. Lianying Duopu, all the way to the East Green Pond.

Still shadows shake the moon, while Leng Xiang reflects the water and wind. Gold powder drops, jade dew washes away residual red.

Looking at Yu Fangshao, no one asked. Take the Lotus King Hall alone, Bai Zhen, Tang Fang Qingming, and Jade Rongqiu alone.

If midges don't like each other, they will worry about themselves. The sun is setting, the shadow is still in sight, and the wind is blue.

What do you both admire? Swimming. Looking at Lushan waterfall genre: quatrains year: Tang Author: Li Bai original Rizhao incense burner gives birth to purple smoke, looking at the waterfall hanging thousands of rivers.

On the high cliff, it seems to be thousands of feet high, which makes people think that the Milky Way has fallen from heaven to earth. Singing snow, Tang condensed the morning light into obsidian and put it on the sunset.

Gather branches and divide trees into jade, and waves reflect spring. Powder dressing table, flowers floating in clothes.

Fan in, box out, point out the machine. Singing snow should be a letter to Shangguan Yi Tang Forbidden Park to condense the new moon, and the snow will resume in the morning.

Flowers live in the phoenix pavilion, and pearls are scattered in the pool. Gone with the wind welcome songs, lantern dance.

Fortunately, thousands of miles are reflected, and the Millennium is still there. Yong Xue Dong Sigong Tang Tianshan flying snow, the word is watering flowers.

It's a pity that I don't talk to you, and Xiao Suo floats in the wind. Fresh and clean, flourishing.

Where are the good times? Let's sit down and look at the sales in Hua Rong. Wang Luobin, cranes, snow and flowers that love snow are new on the leaves of Longyun Jade in Tang Dynasty.

Shadows blow in disorder, and jade and horse gold are sold out. Including huiming lithography, the hidden trace indicates the auspicious wheel.

You can't marry an orchid, but you will go around spring. Li Baitang thought about sleeping at night under Niuzhu Mountain, and there was no cloud in the blue sky in Hexi tonight.

I looked at the moon on the deck and thought of the old general Xie in vain. I have poems; I can read. He hears others, but it's not mine.

Tomorrow I will raise my sail and leave leaves behind me. Du Tom Mountain is far from Hanshan Stone Path, and there are people in Bai Yunsheng.

Stop and sit in the maple forest late, and the frost leaves are red in February flowers. One night near Fengqiao, Zhang, Hanye and fisherman Jiang Feng are worrying about sleeping.

In the lonely Hanshan Temple outside Suzhou, the bell that rang in the middle of the night reached the passenger ship. San Lv Temple, Dai Shulun, Tangyuan and Xiang Liu, why do you complain about buckling?

In late autumn, the smoke rises and the maple trees whisper. Untitled Li Shangyin, who was alone on a cold night in the Tang Dynasty, always loved the rain.

When Feng was drunk, she loved and hated.

3. Complete poems.

Wing Liu Author: He "Appreciation of Jasper in Tang Dynasty": A tapestry with a tree hanging with green silk.

I don't know who cut the thin leaves, but the spring breeze in February is like scissors. The wind and rain in Yongmei send spring home, and snow flies to welcome the spring.

Although the icicles on the cliff are still hanging for miles. There is a sweet flower in it. Joe doesn't fight for spring, he only reports it.

When the flowers bloom, she laughs in the bushes. Is Hongsu willing to break through Qiongbao and explore the end of the South Branch? I don't know how long I have borrowed it, but I see it is infinite.

The Taoist priest is haggard, bored and unhappy at the bottom of the spring window. If you want to look down on it, come and rest. It may not be that there was no wind in the Ming Dynasty.

Operator Yongmei Song Lu Yui broke the bridge outside, lonely and open, with no owner. 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.