20 Poems by Su Dongpo

1, "operator" hangs on the moon, revealing people's silence. Who saw the solo dance, like a wild goose in the sky. At night, it suddenly becomes afraid, suddenly flies and comes back frequently, but no one always understands its infinite inner feelings. It kept wandering among the cold branches, but refused to perch on any tree, and finally landed alone on the cold shoal.

2, "Huanxisha", clothes towel falling jujube flowers, village south village north ring. Cow clothes and ancient willows sell cucumbers. The road is long, Xiu Yuan is sleepy with wine, and the sun is thirsty with tea. So he knocked on a villager's door and asked, can I have a bowl of tea?

3. "Huanxisha" swims in Qingquan Temple, with the temple facing Lanxi and the stream flowing west. Under the mountain, the blue buds are short immersed in the stream, and the sand road between the pines is clean and mud-free. At dusk, the rain is whispering. Who says life can't go back to adolescence? The water in front of the door can also flow west! Don't bemoan the passage of old age!

4, "Nian Nujiao Chibi Nostalgia" The river does not return, the waves are exhausted, and the eternal romantic figures. Old camp west, people say it's the war of the Three Kingdoms, Battle of Red Cliffs. Rocks go through the air, waves beat the shore, and thousands of mines are rolled up. The majestic rivers and mountains are picturesque, and many heroes emerge at once. In the past, Xiao Qiao got married for the first time. Feather fan nylon scarf, laughing and laughing, strong ashes. I am wandering in the battlefield today. I feel a feeling heart and give birth to white hair prematurely. The world is like a dream, a statue is still on the moon.

5. The terrace of "Xijiang Yuechong Wine" is awkward, and the Pinghu outside the river is heavy. At that time, the circus was in the East, but today it is bleak in Nanpu. Don't hate yellow flowers, don't spit, and teach red powder to help each other. You don't have to look at dogwood at the wine station. It's all over the world.

6, "Xijiang Moon" shines in the wild and shallow waves, and the sky is dark. I want to get drunk and sleep on the grass. It's a pity that a romantic wind didn't teach you to crush Qiong Yao. Take off your saddle and rest at Qingyang Bridge, and there will be the sound of spring dawn in Du Yu.

7, "Dingfengbo" does not listen to the sound of leaves in the forest, why not scream. Bamboo poles and sandals are more dexterous than riding horses. What's to be afraid of? A raincoat and hemp fiber, despite the wind and rain, still live my life. The coolness of spring breeze awakens my wine, and the cold begins to be cold, and the peak of the sun is the sun, but it is satisfied in time. Looking back at the place where I met the wind and rain, going back, for me, there is no wind and rain, but it is still sunny.

8, "Partridge Sky" forest breaks the hidden wall of mangosteen, and the small pond is chaotic. When you turn it over, you can always see the blank bird. Press the pink color and it will smell sweet. Outside the hut, beside the ancient city, sticks and quinoa turned to the sunset. Diligence It rained all night last night, which made it cool for a day.

9, "Drunken Down Leaving Beijing" light clouds and light moon, wake up at the beginning of the second watch. The lonely city looks back at the light smoke. When you remember a song, you don't remember the season. The towel slipped on the rattan bed, and no one said anything. When will this life drift and rest in peace? Home is in the southwest, longing for the southeast.

10 Looking back at the chaotic mountains, I see not people, but cities. Who is like the tower pavilion on Linping Mountain, welcoming guests to the west? When I get home at night, it will be clear that a cold dream cannot come true. The residual lamp shines obliquely tonight, and the tears are not clear when the autumn rain is clear.

1 1, "The Self-report of Nanxiangzi" The cool blue gauze kitchen, with cool pillows, breezes on the face, sleeps peacefully during the day. There is nothing wrong with sleeping at night. Slowly, I read some books at the bedside. Scratching my head to him, I feel lazy and scarce in fame and fortune. What are your talents and skills? It is foolish to occupy the world blindly.

12, "Xu Junxian presented Nanxiangzi Jiujiu Hanhui Building", the first frost was stained, and Yuanzhou was exposed to light blue scales. The wine is fading away, the wind is soft and chilly, and the broken hat is affectionate but affectionate. If the festival is rewarded, it will ruin the autumn. Everything is a dream in the end. Take a rest. The yellow butterfly will worry tomorrow.

13, "butterfly lovers" has faded red, green and small apricots. Swallows fly, green water people go around. There are few branches blowing willows, and there are plenty of fragrant grass in the sea! Swing inside and outside the wall. The layman in the wall, the beauty in the wall laughs. Laughter dies in silence, but passion is mercilessly annoyed.

14 "Linjiang Fairy Night Return to Lingao" Drunk after drinking Dongpo at night, and it seems to be the third night to return. The child is short of breath. You shouldn't even knock on the door, but lean on your cane and listen to the sound of the river. I have hated this body for a long time. When will I forget the camp? In the dead of night, the wind is calm and the valley is flat. Since then, this ship has passed away, and Jiang Hai spent the rest of his life.

15, "Jiangcheng Zibie Xuzhou" is endless. When they met, they hurried by. Holding hands with beautiful women, tears break the beauty. Ask Yu Dongfeng so much? Spring has come, who are you with? Sui dike dissolves in water in March. Back to Hong, go to Wuzhong. Looking back at Pengcheng, Qingsi and Huaitong. I want to send a thousand tears of acacia, but I can't, Chu Jiangdong.

16, "Hunting in Jiangchengzi Mizhou", the old lady talks about juvenile madness, the left is yellow and the right is pale. Golden hat, mink and fur, thousands of riding rolls and leveling posts. If you want to report the whole city to the prefect, you will see Sun Lang. After drinking wine, my chest is still open and my temples are slightly frosted. What's the harm! When will the emperor send someone down, like Emperor Han sent Feng Tang to the cloud to pardon Shang Wei? I will make my strength as full as the full moon, full as the full moon, heading northwest and shooting at the team in West Xia Jun.

17, Ten Years' Life and Death of Jiang Chengzi Mao Yi's Twenty Dreams in the First Month. Never think, never forget. A lonely grave thousands of miles away, desolate and nowhere to talk about. Even if we don't know each other, our faces are dusty and our temples are frosty. When night came, my dream suddenly came home. Xiao Xuan window, get dressed. Care for each other without words, only tears thousands of lines are expected to break the heart, and the moon and night are short and loose.

18, "Jianghu and Tongfu", Xiaoxiao Chuqing in Fenghuang Mountain. The water is clear and the setting sun is bright. A hibiscus, the past is still ying ying. Where do the double herons fly? Mu Pingting if you are interested. Suddenly I heard a sadness and joy on the river. Bitter and affectionate, who will listen? Smoke gathers in the clouds, which is auspicious according to the agreement. I want to ask for it at the end of the song, not seeing it, counting the peaks.

19, Shui Longyin's poem by Zhang Fu Huayang is like a flower but not a flower, and no one regrets it. Throwing it on the side of the road seems heartless, but it is full of affection. It was she who was injured, euphemistically confused, trying to open her mouth but closing it tightly. To go with the wind, to find a loved one, but also by the relentless call of the oriole. I don't hate this kind of flowers falling completely, but I hate the West Garden, which is full of withered flowers. Where are the traces when it rains? A pool of ping is broken. If the spring scenery is divided into three parts, two of them become dust, and the other part disappears when it falls into the water. In detail, it seems that it is not a small flower, but a drop of tears.

20. When will there be a bright moon in Shuidiao Tou? I take my glass from a distance. 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 and enjoy the shadow of the moon, which is in the world. The moon turned into a scarlet pavilion, hanging low on the carved window, shining on the sleepy self. The moon should not have any resentment against people. Why is it round when people are gone? People are sad and happy, and they are separated and reunited. The moon will darken or shine, and it will become round or round. 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.