What poems describe the splendid land of fireworks?

A bird flies over the jet lag, and a person sings the prosperity.

In my dream, there is a bird singing to the north.

The sky and the earth in the north, like a magnetic needle, attract birds to go against the wind.

So far

Hit Yinjian Mountain.

Poetry is a song for yourself.

A poet is lonely because no one can understand his world.

I'm lonely because you've gone.

Just like that bird.

I looked at it, waved my wings and left me.

The dribs and drabs left behind became a little bit of Bi Hen, accompanied by the songs of Yue Ming Song in the Tang Dynasty, winding out from the tip of the pen. ...

whole night

Who wears cold clothes all night?

Cold lotus, empty living, small rot.

A little Dan Xin listens to everyone.

The endless green hills are filled with tears.

Spike leaf

Twenty years of searching for poetry

I feel stupid when I'm drunk.

It is difficult for my pen to write my heart.

I can't speak my poem.

Two problems about personnel

Personnel repeatedly cremated ice.

It's hard to talk in a cold place.

Let's just let it go.

Turbidity is self-turbidity, and clarity is self-turbidity.

What used to be fierce inflammation has turned into ice today.

Things are like chess.

I once asked Jinxiu for an explanation.

It's hard to know how lucky you are to spend half your life.

Turn one's thoughts into a poem

After hundreds of battles, I will finally return to my hometown.

I don't like to cry when I see you.

Although my schedule is busy, I am young and old.

A lonely dream is short and long.

Should be happy but not happy.

Want to talk, don't talk, red bean yellow

I'm afraid people will stay up late at night.

So, shine a candle and burn red makeup.

(Note: The last sentence is about Dongpo's old "Haitang" sentence, so laugh. )

An old friend died.

Luoyang fell in love with an old friend.

There is no distinction between rivers and lakes.

Dawn went alone.

The road ahead is a blizzard.

(When seeing Cher off, the last sentence was changed to "Intimacy only refers to the moon")

Half-cutting and pecking at wood songs (eight songs)

Woodpecker was first written by Bai Letian. Today I imitate the form of the first four sentences of eight songs.

It's called "half-splitting and half-pecking wood song"

Don't hold the silver scissors, just look at the red candle.

I have a lovesickness line, so I know you can't break it.

Don't send back documents, just boast talent.

I am lovesick and can't tell you.

Don't let the spirit burn, it will only bring boredom.

I miss you, but I can't let you go.

Don't learn to play with flowers, it will only make you smell fragrant.

I miss you so much that I know you can't go.

Don't worry about Li, it will only make you look thinner.

I have a string of lovesickness, and I know you can't buckle it.

Don't go to the west building to think just because the bus is late.

I have an acacia, knowing a gentleman can't be a poem.

Don't walk on the moon, just listen to the sound.

I miss you, but I can't find you.

Don't climb mountains, just watch the water.

I have a lovesick person, but I can't expect to know you.

strong breeze

Changfeng is 80,000 Li, take me to western Liaoning.

The purple plug is near, and the desert sunset is low.

Yumen knows how to fold the willow, Yanshan smells the flute.

When to ride a thousand miles armed.

Look at the eyebrows

Look at the west building and light up the pupils.

Meishan is far from home.

Who sent back the documents in the cloud?

Without the world, people are different.

Tsing Yi Tour (self-transfer)

Wine gone with the wind.

Worry from afar

Tsing Yi people become thin.

Independent small building, cold screen, cold Sanqiu

Speaking of ice and charcoal.

Ling Yunzhi, an empty hand, is a skilled hand.

A man who has never been hugged in his life is divorced.

Looking back at Xie Qiao, Pisces secretly stole the fleeting time.

Regret and sigh

mao bamboo

Empty Pillow: A Dream in the Old Testament

The vegetation outside Yanmenguan is sparse.

Leaves rustling in rivers and lakes

Leng Yue was crying at the grave.

Pick mulberry seeds

A residual path of shear westerly cold

Catkin turns into a ping, and both places fall.

What is the three clouds of acacia?

Sad about the lonely moon alone

When you meet wine, you will pour it and light the stars on your temples.

Young is valuable.

Stay close behind sb.

Laughing at the blue sea makes people old.

Who remembers the tide, wind and rain, clouds and clouds?

Emei is gone, who will lean on the fence?

Lonely as a knife every year, Peach Blossom Island heartbroken.

Dull songs

Year after year, the autumn in Peach Blossom Island is old and gentle.

Looking back on the night after the birth of Bihaichao

Silent world mountains and rivers are quiet and drunk, who can say?

Lonely graves, lonely people leaning against the sunset.

all one's life

My pen base is beautiful in my life.

A thousand words have so far burst into tears.

Wang Wei Shangde Fu Fei Pillow

What do you want to send me to mourn?

Jiang Yong on a cold night.

Standing alone on the cold steps and light dust

The river is very cold when it rains.

30,000 stars wave after wave.

Half-hooked crescent moon falls into the water.

I wish you 1000 yuan for a white pony.

Willing to laugh at God.

If you are free, you will get Zhou Lang's attention.

Drum instruments return to the car to sing autumn graves.

Wei Yan

I wonder if the bottom of the pen is hazy

I like listening to autumn grave ghosts sing.

Give up the three-foot green edge

Poems that are not well-known in the world

Listen to the wind and enter the bamboo

The cool song under the north window, listening to this heart is' hot'

The room is full of guests, who can play quietly?

Idle song

Conceit is a poet all his life.

The bottom of the pen is beautiful for you.

Although this body has been abandoned by heaven.

A pair of tears can comfort you.

lazy

The suppression of self-consciousness is difficult for poetry.

Calligraphy continued until very late in those days.

Holding a glass of wine in his hand.

Pour out the stone in the chest

laugh at oneself

Be ashamed of yourself.

Bujian Ren Mei noodles

A person who knows neither pearls nor pearls.

How can you help Qian Feng?

Delay lamp

Year after year, Sichuan is definitely ding-dong.

Facing North Korea, the grass grows greener.

Hong Fei Mangzhuang Sansheng School

The setting sun is blowing on the balcony.

Di Qing intentional forgive evergreen.

Will the silver leak spare Dou Rong?

There is a gap in Shi Huo.

In the purple wind of civil and military affairs

unrestricted

Wine stains on clothes and words in poems

Every bit is a little crazy.

I'm getting drunk.

No one can lean on the post.

Duan Yu

Duan Ming's half-day wine stains

Draw your sword and sing about your own destruction.

But to exchange dragons with koi fish.

Castle Peak is a place where no one is buried.

Two problems of outliers

Spring has come, and the world is in a hurry.

Qunyanbei belongs to Dounan Township.

Pick out all the pink, willow and green

Add new cosmetics to your mirror.

Autumn destroys plants and trees.

The geese fly south and then return to the north alone.

Be idle and pick up bright colors.

Come to your window and talk to your heart.

Newly filled

Start a better life for you.

Cut clouds and mist before Iraq

Acacia follows dreams.

A piece of ice heart comes month after month.

Siyan

Love lovesickness, red beans become songs

I don't hate it. Green clothes make a flute.

Beauty is gone, and hair is hard to remember.

I hope there is someone I will never leave my head.

Give four poems.

One,

Hanging and practicing the flowing spring is like wind,

The waves washed Ye Ping into the rough waves.

Fame is only literature now,

There are only knives left in the whole industry?

Second,

South of the Yangtze River is autumn.

Flowers bloom and fall.

And offer a glass of Baling wine.

The past has become a melody.

Third,

Life has been worrying about youth since ancient times.

Qiu Shi is sublime only when he climbs the stairs.

Embroidered half-flowered sentence

Two horses add wings to the sky.

Fourth,

Borrow Ling Ying from Di Qing.

Listen to the Buddha's words and descend to heaven.

Remember when I first met you.

Once in a hundred years

wither and fall

How to imitate drunken books?

Worried about how red beans can get love?

Thousands of miles of acacia are sent with one heart.

Empty knowledge falls before people.

Be proud of

A scholar in Bashan and Shudi

Poetry, liver, ci and bravery are two Kunlun mountains.

Conceited Jiang Lang's flower pen

Crazy book, drunken writing, dry Kun

Song Jiaxuan, a drunk madman, made a remark

Domineering, white soul

Jalejiu

Chivalrous feelings go to the clouds to send people away.

Chrysanthemum sword

Crying in the autumn wind on the frozen moon

Chang 'e buried the Jade Rabbit in the cold.

Ten-mile withered lotus

Heaven and earth are ruthless, and the sun sets.

Twenty-year-old Acacia Silla

Once separated from the old pipa

Listen to broken strings without words

Vomiting and screaming.

rustle

The desolation at the end of the world

Your dagger is the balance of life.

People don't speak my language.

Laughing everywhere.

Four wonders of wind, flowers, snow and moon

Don't catch shadows.

Flowers and trees have no chance.

The snow fell silent.

The cool moon knows autumn.

The wind is light and the clouds are light.

Flowers are full of tears.

There should be traces on the snow.

The moon is silent.

Shangguan girl's poem

Lonely autumn and bright moon

Ling Luoying Liang Xuan

Nian Jun Qing Yun Zhi

I was mistaken for Yu Chanjuan.

No one tried on the new clothes.

An old shirt hanging in tears

Suddenly see the willow color

Swallow and sing strings with plain hands

May 7 quatrains Howell Chen Fang

One,

I'm tired of listening to the Purple Butterfly Alliance all my life.

The dreamland lotus is finally empty.

Talk to you at leisure.

Daughter is absent-minded

Second,

Experience failure without failure.

Dimly discernible stars are very thin.

Who knew my daughter was in tears?

Don't let the cuckoo crow.

Third,

The waist of the cloud dances lightly.

Pingjun San Xiao got drunk.

The wine at the end of the song is cold and exhausting.

The spring breeze did not reach the first floor.

Fourth,

Xiao Shu lang zi yi

Tender daughter's heart

Stay inside and become a butterfly.

Do what you say and listen to you.

Five,

Hong Tianxiang xiu Han Ning mo

The history of this case was wasted.

Who says Confucian scholars are good at business?

You can't get drunk without drinking Mahe.

Six,

Spring in the purple sky

It is difficult for painters to draw themselves.

Cai Xiao's daughter is very caring.

Suddenly I saw two butterfly marks in the enchanting scene.

Luo Yong is quiet.

I don't want to build a small house. How do you miss it?

I finally gave up my ambition before the struggle, but the cold rain tore up Lao Si.

Lysimachia christinae (self-bending)

A sigh Cheng Ying; Two sighs Guo Fu:

The night has been deeply covered by warm blue sky and yellow leaves.

Kimpa sent the piano soul to the corner.

The door covers the dusk, the cold rain, the thousand shed lights, and the lady's sword love words hurt her arm.

The infatuated person in Peach Blossom Island used to be an unruly hibiscus play.

At the sight of Yang Guo's missing his life, there was plenty of grass everywhere.

"Water Tune" has several voices that the dragon lady envies.

Three Stories of Guo Xiang (two songs):

Fenglingdu Sunset Golden Despair Valley

Xue Yong Lan Guan Lu Liu Shi Xiang Si Chu

In the evening, Chai Jin said that I heard about the Carving of Heroes, so the Carving of Heroes left the Jianghu.

Pursuing the sufferings of Huashan's daughter thousands of miles away

At the beginning of February, Xiangyang Chengtou, Emei Jinding Fopudu.

There are countless mountains and rivers in my heart.

Elegant stinky peony

Red crisp Huangteng wine

If the plum rain is light and sad.

Who is the tallest building in Yichuan Tobacco?

Looking at the horizon, the water will flow forever.

After Qian Fan died.

Yiren is empty-handed

After dusk, night is like day.

Dream is cardamom.

Last year, the willow pointed on the moon.

Plead for vows of eternal love.

It is easy to change things.

Holding your hand

Everything is quiet in the dream.

I was in tears before I wanted to say anything.

Although the sharp edge is good, how to cut the candle flowers softer?

Singing the wind and willows

Bai Xiangqing also bowed his head.

Klang Ganzhou

Yuanyang handkerchief rouge buckle

Tongxin huiwenxiu

How many souvenirs have gone to the underworld in a fire?

Hua Ting Yushu Xiaohouzhou

An incomparable poet disobeyed orders.

Too much love will kill you.

Chrysanthemum Sword (Self-tuning)-Ding Ling

Yue Ming banqiang

Human vicissitudes

Endure to see an old friend not travel thousands of miles.

Looking back, flying frost was everywhere.

When God shines, it hurts the enemy.

Don't hate people who have withered yellow flowers.

The coffin's last words were forceful.

"The afterlife does not reduce makeup.

Don't forget! "

Lonely world

Uptown:

A little red. Beauty is easy to be reincarnated and shed tears in an instant.

Two flowers. Flowers bloom undefeated. Everyone is intoxicated on the road of life.

Clover. The fireflies in the grass cross the cold pool, and Lingyun is proud.

Four seasons dream. In my dream, I watched the flowers fall and the bodhi turned into incense ashes.

It's five o'clock. The bell strikes the dusk clouds, adding fragrance to tea, enchanting and charming.

It rains in June. The rain and wind became crazy, leaving all the birds sad and green.

Lyre. Fear of heart, long wind, long dreams, people sleep.

Eight-line script. The book is a messy, muddled wine glass with erratic words.

Nine-ring chain. Interlocking, I have been happy for Iraq and sad for Iraq all my life.

Shili Pavilion. The green hills outside the museum are endless.

A hundred-foot building. Billy Lau's jewelry shop is full of autumn waters day and night.

Thousands of lights. The lamp residue is flameless. Duckweed returns in a dream.

Wan Li Road. Lu Yaoxing is far from home. The tired guest was haggard with drunkenness.

Xiatan:

The whole river is red. Red sales are fragrant, and big dreams have no regrets.

Butterfly flowers. The grass is sparse and the flowers are floating, and the breeze is lazy to look at the mirror, Shu Mei.

White grass. The grass grows and the warbler flies, and the rain clears up, like a reed.

Floating dreams. Three days in the dream, a lifetime outside, a broken dream inside.

Hanshan bell. Zhong Yao passenger ship was drunk on the trip to Chang 'an.

Wu tongyu Rain destroyed Lianhua Ping forest, and solitary bamboo destroyed strong wind.

Mute the piano. The piano is long, the flute is short, and the wind and moon are short.

Hongyan book This book cannot be delivered or sent back to Bai Yunfei.

A loving ring. Traveling around the world, Liu Chunfeng doesn't spend the wild goose gate north.

Long and short pavilions. The sunset on the pavilion burns out, and parting is the darkest.

Yellow crane tower. It's a tall building, looking at the fireworks, but not the crane.

Midnight light. Looking at the sword under the lamp, I can't bear to go back to my dream last night.

Guanshan road. If the road is lost, who can understand the taste of crossing Baipingzhou?

loaf about and be averse to work

1. Xian Ge Qu Yuan

Poor and worried Li Yuan

Sigh of intestinal heat

Xiangshui Jiuge

Yizhen qianqi

Play the crown and drink.

A long way to go

I'll look everywhere

Is it correct or not?

Envy is rampant.

Defamation known to kings.

One-leaf barrier

Qianshan is dead.

Unconventional flow

Let him go.

Sneaking around

I can't change my mind and follow the custom.

It should be the fisherman's fault.

Sad Miluo

Step 2 slowly recover in the pot

Even crazy.

Hu zhong Tian di Xiao

Dream of Qianshan

The moonlight shines alone in the depths.

Roaring rivers and mountains are not old.

Past and present

Leng Yue and Cold Wave

Guangling Yi Qu

Who watered the chest piece?

* * * Drunk Ruan Ji for thousands of years

It's very cold, Ruan Xian.

The shame of chrysanthemum garden.

Like blue eyes

Dial the jade dragon' hiss' without breaking.

Sing with green eyes

Sui yukun mountain

Poverty remains the same.

See the world with white eyes

If life is like the first time.

A machine. The moonlight is quiet and sparse, and the residual stars are scattered. Loneliness is not bitter, loneliness does not cry, I have a shadow.

Two machines. Brocade is at the bottom of my sleeve. Even this bright flame of love, is there only ashes? . Although Mengshan was there, it was difficult to keep my promise. I invited the moon to sleep.

Three machines. Looking for spring several times, it is not the right time to go to Qiu Lai in spring. Holding a glass of wine, dreaming is groundless. Drink a few times.

Four machines. In the colorful wind and rain, the western hills gradually faded away. More to the world, it takes ten years and thousands of miles in January.

Five machines. How much is attractive in the world? Clear eyes cut water, beauty is drunk. Books, like green hills and beautiful jade, are worth tasting.

Six machines. Laughter fades away, and leisure worries are like fragments in the sea. Ropa's whip disappeared without a trace, and the rest only heard the noise.

Seven machines. Before returning home, Hongyan was in the water. The wind is like washing, and you are alone with thousands.

Eight machines. Three points spring blossoms, three points dust does not return. I like flowers instead of flowers, and I like tears instead of tears. It's hard to understand the taste.

Nine machines. The circular loom is fleeting, and palindrome is a reminder of the golden age. What's wrong with the autumn wind, misty and worried?

Versele

First, long memory

Love is at the bottom.

Sixteen lovesickness is heartbroken.

If Mix leaves, he is the most pessimistic.

Never meet the dragon lady in those days.

Two. Three couplet poems

Last night's stars, last night's breeze

You said you would come, but you didn't. You didn't leave me any clues.

Whose children and whose home.

It seems that I am drawing a picture now.

Dust and wine stains on clothes

Go to the countryside like a rotten ke.

Looking back at the sunset glow.

Return to the soul of moonlit night.

Why don't men take Wu Gou?

Fourteen continents, a sword, light and cold.

When the king's army went north to recapture the Central Plains,

We think the strong are nothing but dirt.

The game is a four-line poem

Stealing the sun is extremely cold.

Chang 'an Ancient Road needs courage.

The sea, dragons and cities are all broken.

Deep in the misty rain is Jiangnan

Four. previous ages

I lived in Penglai East in my last life.

At the flat peach banquet, there was a merit dispute.

Because of unfinished business.

Looking back at the world of mortals was punished.

Spring and Autumn Que:

After the spring rain, the spring city appeared, the autumn wind blew hard and the autumn leaves were scattered.

Spring court is full of spring grass. Autumn shirts are made of cotton.

Beautiful women in spring move their minds, while gentlemen in autumn dazzle their eyes.

Spring breeze is changed by the beauty of spring. Autumn rain is full of autumn fields.

-Gu Tiansheng-Prince Yanshu

Young propagandist

With the residents gone, the building is empty-an ancient sight reminds people of their dead relatives.

Why do Iraqis lock the moon in the building?

Alas, parting

Vaguely

Changyangguan Triassic

The listener is sad.

There is a moon in the sky.

It is difficult to tie wicker in a lingering place.

Looking at the emperor also shed tears like blood.

Meeting is still a dream.

Light songs and many words, the night is thicker.

A page of the world

Who knows how to write in this life?

Thousands of peaks in the dark

All shall be well, Jack shall have Jill.

Waiting for childlike love is like oxygen.

Centennial blue silk knot

violet

Poetry is earth-shattering, just like business.

Four gorgeous immortals, wild and handsome.

Flying white star, arrogant Chu Jie Yu

Lux's waist is also folded, and the imperial concubine's ink is like rain

Chang' an thousand cups drunk, Geng Jie Jian Li.

Sex is not flattering, and wine is exhausted.

The fishing line in the East China Sea was idle, and the monks of Shu brushed their clothes away.

Zhumen laughed and Qingya rode backwards on a donkey.

die young

Fireflies in the grass burn at night, and lone stars are dying.

When Peng Re returns, Ma Ji will take advantage of the empty moon.

Fighting in the north, but dying in the south.

Heroes hate all their lives, only rather critical.

Tigers roar all over the river, and mountains are full of blood.

Who can ask if the string is broken and the tears become heroes?

Loyal to waste the wind wave pavilion, dream of burying Helan que

White clouds are a thousand years old, leaving a page in history.

Uh-

Some big dreams in life,

The world is a piece of ice and snow!

Elegant stinky peony

Storms are bad, and shirts in spring are thin.

Night rain hits the new lotus

Who will solve the sun-moon shuttle at the beginning of the cloud?

Green tea wet silk green ant

Blue lanterns and mysterious temples can sing.

This sword has been hanging in the pavilion.

Sixteen years.

Bleak Xinfeng wine

Feng Yu Bai Pingzhou

Sixteen lovesickness places

Petunia tanabata

journey

Poor people in Zhumenliangwu

Hanging in an extraordinary position in the sky

Throw a golden ball and play with a clay ball.

Eight hundred is a teenager

Stand firm and not confused.

It should be difficult to meet each other after a brief encounter.

Push a cup for a change.

Your heart has gone to heaven.

The return of teenagers (self-adjustment)

How many times have you seen your heart?

White hair, red face and haggard face

Recall the autumn waters of that year.

Turn into turbid tears

Double horizontal drop

Where is the boy going?

Be loyal to each other.

Sheep and goose's cup broke in an instant.

If time could go back.

Juvenile regression

Sadness/sadness at parting

Zi Hao Shuang Dian Duan Xi Yan

Heartbroken words write peach blossom fan

Its influence on spring is twice that on agriculture.

The wind is light and catkins are cold in the month.

Tears flow in my dreams.

Wake up and say goodbye to last year's goose.

It is better to return to Du Yu than to weep for blood.

The blue light on the wall reflects the yellow film

I often yearn for the ancient and carefree Youhu Arena.

Want to go back to the boat and fade your face?

There is no chance in my life.

See you in the afterlife!

acracholia

Young people in Jianghu wear thin spring clothes.

Longquan San Xi Jian Xin mo

Being infatuated with a note rewards romantic people.

Love has been sad since ancient times.

Juvenile regression

Gan Kun turns a pill, and the sun and the moon fly arrows;

Gaunt fetters passengers, sword by the pool.

On the ancient road in Malaysia, pine and cypress are flourishing;

The gate is still old, and the teenager is brand-new.

The name is hesitant, and the surname is surprised;

Shake a flying star, vaguely like childhood.

When the brothers heard the news, they stumbled into tears.

Meet and hold hands for thirty years.

Beauty is buried in rivers and lakes, and her hair is withered;

We can know what we remember in our dreams. The scenery is Old Huashan Mountain.