Bold poetry

1, the thread at the foot of my bed is so bright, can it be frosted already? . Lipper

2. Looking up, I found it was moonlight, sinking again, and I suddenly remembered home. Lipper

The moon rises like a mirror, and the sea clouds twinkle like a palace. Lipper

4. Until, holding up my cup, I asked the bright moon to bring me my shadow and let the three of us. Lipper

A moon hangs over the capital, and 10,000 washing hammers are beating. Lipper

6. The bright moon rises from the mountains in the sky, in the infinite haze of the sea of clouds. Lipper

7. Drunk moon, sage of dreams, bewitched by flowers, you turned a deaf ear to the emperor. Lipper

8. Behind her closed window, why is she still waiting, looking at the glory of the autumn moon through the crystal glass? . Lipper

9. I have sorrow in my heart, and the moon has sorrow. I will always follow you until Yelangxi. Lipper

10, we all hold high to distant thoughts, longing for the sky and the bright moon. Lipper

The Book of Songs? Dongshan

I'm in Dongshan and I'm not coming back. I'm from the east. It's rainy. I went home east, and Lucy was sad.

Make a dress, not a medal. The flier has a candle and breaks the mulberry field, so he stays alone.

I'm in Dongshan and I'm not coming back. I'm from the east. It rains when it rains. If the fruit wins, it will also apply to Yu Yu.

Evie is in the room, but she is at home. Town deer farm, bright, not terrible? Ekhuaiye!

I'm in Dongshan, but I can't come back. I'm from the east. It rains when it rains. Storks sing on the shore and women sigh in the room.

Sweep the dome and suffocate it. I'll get it. There is a bitter gourd. I have never seen myself in the salary of chestnuts. In these three years.

I'm in Dongshan and I'm not coming back. I'm from the east. It rains when it rains. Cang Geng flies, shining with feathers.

When his son came back, the emperor refuted his horse. If you tie the knot yourself, your manners will be 90. Its new Confucius family, its old?

Grief and indignation-Liusongxi County in the Eastern Han Dynasty

My family is married to me, and I am still far from Wusun, the king of foreign countries. The vault is the room, the felt is the wall, the meat is the food, and the cheese is the pulp. I often feel homesick and sad. I would like to go back to my hometown for the sake of oriole.

Cai Yan's Poems of Sorrow and Anger

The Han Dynasty lost power and influence, and Dong Zhuo was in chaos. If you want to usurp the throne, you must first harm the virtuous. Forced to move to the old state to help the Lord strengthen himself. Xingyi division wants to * * for bad luck at home. Excellent people come from the east and shine in the sun. The local people are very fragile, and all the soldiers are Hu Qiangren. Hunting wild cities and besieging cities, I know what I want to break. There is nothing left, and the remains support each other. A horse hangs a man's head, and a horse carries a woman behind it. Driving west to enter the customs, the road is dangerous and blocked. I still care. My liver and spleen are rotten. There are several tens of thousands, and gathering is not allowed. Still flesh and blood, afraid to speak. When you are depressed for a few minutes, you need to talk about your shortcomings. If you want to be a pavilion blade, I can't live with you. How dare you spare your life? You can't stand being scolded. Or add pestle, poison and pain are combined into one. The study is sad and the night is sad. You can't have it if you want to die, and you can't have it if you want to live. It is a misfortune for people with pale faces.

Bianhuang is different from China, who is vulgar and unreasonable. There is a lot of frost and snow in the place, and Hu Feng starts in spring and summer. Blow my clothes gently and let them sink into my ears. I miss my parents when I feel it, and lament the infinite. It's always nice to hear that there are guests from outside. Welcome to ask about him. You need to reply to the village. I hope that when I meet you, my flesh and blood will meet me. If you have to forgive yourself, you should abandon your son. Heaven binds people's hearts, and it is too late to say goodbye. Life and death are always good, and we can't bear to say goodbye to them. Hold my neck in front of my son and ask my mother what she wants. When people say that their mother should go, there is no time to return. My mother has always been kind, so today is even more unkind. I am not an adult, so I don't care. Seeing this collapse in five days, I was in a trance and crazy. Crying and touching, when you reply to doubts. At the same time, they bid farewell to each other. I long for my return, and sad tears have destroyed the cracks. A horse hesitated, but a car refused to turn. The audience was booed and sobbed as they walked.

To break the relationship and sign for the future. This is 3,000 miles long. When shall we meet again? Read me out of my stomach and my heart will destroy me. Not only for the family, but also for China and foreign countries. The city wall is a mountain forest, and the yard is full of Ai Jing. If you don't know whose bone it is, don't cover it vertically and horizontally. When no one goes out, the jackal barks. Embrace the lonely scene, and you will lose your liver and lungs. Looking at the distance, the soul suddenly flew. After the election, others will be lenient. In order to recover, there is no need to say it. Entrust your life to a new person and try your best to encourage yourself. Being stingy, I am often afraid of donating again. The geometry of life, you worry all the year round.

The Tenth Five-Year Plan calls for Tanghe Zhangzhi.

He joined the army at the age of fifteen and didn't come back until he was eighty. Everyone in the village, who is at home? Looking into the distance is your home, with countless pines and cypresses. Rabbits enter from the dog's sinus and pheasants fly from the beam. In the atrium, Green Valley was born, and in the well, Lv Kui was born. Eat grains as rice and drink sunflower as soup. The soup and rice have been cooked for a while, and I don't know who it will be. Going out and looking east, tears fell on my clothes.

Seven worries. Second, Wang Canhan Wei.

Man Jing is not my hometown. What is long-term stagnation? The ark belongs to the river, and I am worried at sunset. The mountains are not just a shadow, but the rocks are more blurred. The fox rushed to the cave and the bird flew to the forest. The waves are ringing and monkeys are singing on the shore. The wind blows the robe, and the dew touches the skirt. I couldn't sleep all night, so I took my clothes and played the piano. Sitong touched people's hearts and gave me a mournful cry. The journey is endless, and it is difficult to have concerns.

Goodbye Zhou Shangshu Yu Xin Southern and Northern Dynasties

Wan Li Road, Yangguan, there is no one to return, only the geese by the river, and Qiu Lai flies south.

People miss Xue Daoheng every day.

It has been seven days in spring, and I have been away from home for two years. The day of returning home is behind the bird's return to the earth, but the idea of returning home has existed before the spring flowers bloom.

Biography of Qinsi in Weishui Cen Can

Wei River flows eastward, and in the week, two more lines of tears will be sent to my hometown.

Shen quanqi's miscellaneous poems

Against Huanglong City, our army was sent out a long time ago. The girls here looked at the same melancholy moon and lit up our soldiers in China. Young wives dreamed of spring, and last night their brave husbands. In a big attack, Huanglong City was captured with flags and drums.

Song Wenzhi, "Climbing the High and Easy Building"

Xiaoyao upstairs looks at Xiangguan, green water and clear clouds, and goes to Hengyang for two thousand miles in the north. He doesn't return the book because of wild goose feet.

Meng Jiao, Four Ghosts of Shangwei

Visit a thousand miles alone and return to a thousand miles. Home in Wu Chu township, tears send Δ xi ā? br & gt

Luwen moonlit in Tubo Bieguan

Poverty for three to five months is also based on Beitang. Turn around and lie in the dark, unable to bear to see the round light.

Su Yunmeng Guan Ouyang Xiu

The swan goose in the north indicates the arrival of the season, and his wife's letter is brought home. In a trance, it is difficult to tell whether the home is true or false. After the dream, I opened the window to look, only to see the leaves of tung trees withered and the lotus flowers by the pool withered. It was autumn all night, but I slept in my dream, but turned a deaf ear.

Wang Anshi anchored in Guazhou.

Jingkou and Guazhou are just separated by a water, and Zhongshan has only a few heavy green mountains. The gentle spring breeze turns green again, but, moon in the sky, when can you take me home?

Wang Jian, Zhi Wu

The sound of urban demolition is that the night is still early, but the river is scattered and cold; Seeing that he has become a homeless person, he is still telling everyone about his hometown.

Yuan Kai, staying overnight.

Leaves rustle, the river is long, and the way home is endless. The new goose rains at night, and pedestrians are constantly intestines.

Jiangjin hangcheng

The footprint of ten years is uncertain, especially when people ask about their hometown.

Bi Ma Lao Huang Jingren

Farewell to the mother river beam, tears in vain. This is a tragic snowy night in Chai Men. It is better to have children than nothing at this time.

But seeing death on the battlefield, who will pity the lonely people? Chen Ziang's Feeling the Third.

Hu Qiang has endless days. When will he come back from the battlefield? Gao Shi's Five Poems of Jimen

When will the border war be settled and when will my husband end his expedition? Li Bai's Midnight Wu Ge

The new sound of pipa dance always stays behind the mountain. I can't listen to endless worries, and the high autumn moon shines on the Great Wall. Wang Changling's Join the Army

Before returning to Yuefeng, the sand is like snow, and the moon outside the city is like frost. I don't know where to play the flute, and I want to look forward to my hometown all night. Li Yi's Listening to the Flute in the Surrender City

The old country has a long road to the east, and the tears of the double-sleeved dragon bell have not dried. I'll meet you immediately, without paper and pen. Please tell my family that I'm safe. Cen Can is meeting a messenger to the capital.

Claiming to stand out, stand up to Jin Lu, stand up to Jun Yaoshun, and then make the customs pure. Du Fu's Twenty-two Rhymes of Wei Zuocheng

At the age of twenty, all the civil and military officials were proficient and went west to Beijing. Look up at the gate of the courtyard, and the day will go. Gao Shi's Wei Not Joining the Army

I went out with a big smile. How can I be a person who has lived in the wild for a long time? Li Bai's "Nanling children don't go to Beijing"

The foot of my bed is shining so brightly. Is there frost already? I looked up at the moon and looked down, feeling nostalgic.

August is longer, and people who are worried often get up early. Nothing happens behind closed doors, and autumn grass grows in the courtyard. Last night, I dreamed of going to the west window and entering Jingnan Road. It is better to be poor at home than to be outside. Yung Wing's Autumn Night in Chang 'an

It rained for more than ten days in autumn, and even more cicadas were not heard after sunny days. The prison is in a leisurely state, and new diseases have begun. These geese flock to the south of my hometown. Meng Jiao's Autumn Night after Chang 'an Disease.

Brothers are scattered, and no one can ask about life and death. Letters sent to Luoyang city are often not delivered, and wars often do not stop. Du Fu's Memories of My Youth under the Moon

The Dongting is full of grass, and the Chu guests don't want to return. After suffering, the geese fly back every spring. Things are far apart, but few friends. Independence is still shouting, and the south is covered with cloth. Du Fu's "Looking at the Spring River and Spend the Evening"

Jiang people teach clothes late and smell the anvil in October. Wan Li's hometown is a high-rise building overnight. Bai Juyi's "Jiang Lou Wen Zhen"

From then on, Wen Chun went to Qinyuan. I entrust my dream to you, please take me back to my home in the garden. Liu Zongyuan's Lingling Early Spring

Night walking, homesickness is only autumn? Every time you crave water, you have to flow in front of the door every day. Liu Yuxi's Book from the South

I woke up from my dream, only a faint oil lamp covered the round aperture, and the midnight will be over, and the light rain will send me cool. Why don't you even whisper, just say hometown? Han Yu's Su Rong Palace Beach

I miss my hometown in the morning and sleep at night. Dreams don't cry, but tears are black. Ten pieces of Yuan Zhen's ten articles about sending diseases

Why are you depressed? Chang' an is as far away as the sun. You are always in your hometown, and Yan comes to Hong. "Liu Yuxi's" Mourning Exile to Two Songs "is the second song.

"It is a mountain ape calling from the river, and there is no such heartbroken sound in my hometown." Bai Juyi's Answer to Spring

"Tired of hearing Zigui sooner or later, I suddenly heard an oriole singing. A dream breaks the songs of the Chu River, and the hometown is full of spring. " Liu Zongyuan's "Smelling the Orioles"

"Pan Yue hence cold thought, Qu Ping gaunt yan. Yin Qingwang went home, and it didn't rain when climbing the mountain. " Two Mourning Poems by Liu Yuxi (Ⅱ)

"Chu wildflowers are full of thoughts, southern birds are sad, diligent and top-notch, but when they are free, they look forward to their hometown." Liu Yuxi's "Inscription Temple"

"The high platform is out of reach, and the distant view makes people worry." Shen Yue's Lin Gaotai.

The Dongting is full of grass, and the Chu guests don't want to return. After suffering, the geese fly back every spring. Things are far apart, but few friends. Independence is still shouting, and the south is covered with cloth. Lu Xun's "Looking at the Spring River"

I am a lonely stranger in a strange land, and I miss my family more often during the holidays. When I think of my brothers' bodies climbing high, I will feel a little regret for not being able to reach me. On Wang Wei's Mountain Holiday Missing Shandong Brothers

Sad songs can be used as tears, and distant looks can be used as angelica. Miss my hometown and feel depressed. Nobody wants to go home, and there is no boat to cross the river. The brain can't talk, and the wheels in the intestines turn. Elegy, a Chinese Yuefu poem

The cold light in the hotel stayed alone and didn't sleep, and the guest turned sad. My hometown is thinking thousands of miles tonight, and it is another year of the Ming Dynasty. Don's night work

In this lonely hotel, there is only one lonely blind date who comes to offer condolences. Tonight is the last night of the year, and I am wandering thousands of miles away. Looking back on the past, it is an insignificant thing, sad and sad; Lonely, I only have a wry smile and acid. Sorrow makes my face old and my hair full of white hair. With a sigh, I ushered in a new year. [Tang] Dai Shulun's "In addition to sleeping on the stone hill"

The sharp mountain by the sea is like a sword, and Qiu Lai cuts his heart everywhere. How can we turn this body into tens of millions, scattered to the heads of state's homes to see! "Seeing the Mountain and Sending Friends to Beijing with Master Hao Chu" [Tang] Dai Shulun

It has been ten frost in Bingzhou, and I miss Xianyang day and night. For no reason, I crossed the mulberry river, but I hope that Bing is my hometown. Crossing Sanggan [Tang] Liu Zao

The annual autumn wind blows to Luoyang city, and my wandering son doesn't know how his relatives in his hometown are; Writing a letter to peace has too much to say and I don't know where to start. When the letter is written, I am worried that I have not finished what I want to say; When the messenger started, he opened the envelope and gave it to him. Qiu Si [Tang] Zhang Ji

The child held hands and asked, why don't you come back? * * * Who is fighting for time to win sideburns? Home [Tang] Du Mu

People say that the place where the sun sets is the horizon. I try to look at the horizon, but I can't see my home. Castle Peak is being influenced by Castle Peak, which covers my sight. Twilight, Castle Peak. Nostalgia [Song] Li Gou

Wash away the clear autumn for rainy days. The frost wind is getting colder and tighter, and the river is left out. Red flowers wither everywhere, and all the beautiful scenery gradually disappears. Only the gushing water of the Yangtze river flows eastward without sound. Without the heart to climb the distance and overlook the distant home, it is difficult to gather the desire to go home. Sigh for years, why stay. Want to be beautiful and build a new building? I hope I miss it a few times, and God knows the boat. Fighting for me, leaning against the railing, I'm worried. Ganzhou Bayin [Song] Liu Yong

Thoughts in the dead of night

li po

Moonlight before bed,

People suspect that there is frost on the ground.

Looking up at the moon,

Keep your head down and think about your hometown.

Vacation in the mountains reminds me of my brothers in Shandong.

Wang Wei

As a stranger in a foreign land,

Please think twice about your relatives during the festival.

Know where the brothers climb,

There is one person missing from the dogwood.

Watching the moon on fifteen nights

Wang Jian

Bai Shu cheered in the atrium,

Coody Leng silent wet osmanthus.

Tonight, the moon is full of hope,

I wonder who Qiu Si belongs to.

Melancholy Qiu Si

Ji Zhang

Look at the autumn wind in Luoyang,

The writer's book is full of meaning.

I can't talk about it in a hurry

Pedestrians came and opened again.

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Autumn wind songs

-Liu Yuxi

Where is the autumn wind?

Xiao Xiao sent the goose.

Chao lai ru Shu ting,

Lonely guests smell first.

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Endless desire

Nalanxingde

A ride on the mountain, a ride on the water, and a trip to Guan Yu, with thousands of lights at night. When the wind changes and the snow changes, it is impossible to break the dream of hometown, and there is no such sound in the garden.

Tianjin Sha Qiu Si

Old vines are faint crows, small bridges are flowing, and old roads are thin horses. When the sun sets, heartbroken people are at the end of the world.

People miss home every day.

Xue Daoheng

Spring is only seven days away,

I have been away from home for two years.

When people return to the geese,

Think before and after.

Wash away the clear autumn for rainy days. The frost wind is getting colder and tighter, and the river is left out. Red flowers wither everywhere, and all the beautiful scenery gradually disappears. Only the gushing water of the Yangtze river flows eastward without sound. Without the heart to climb the distance and overlook the distant home, it is difficult to gather the desire to go home. Sigh for years, why stay. Want to be beautiful and build a new building? I hope I miss it a few times, and God knows the boat. Fighting for me, leaning against the railing, I'm worried. Su Mu [Song] Zhou Bangyan

The river is three thousand miles long, and there are fifteen letters from home. There is nothing else between me, just telling me to go back to my hometown as soon as possible. Letter from the capital [Ming] Yuan Kai

1 1, Emei Mountain falls into Pingqiang River in the half moon and autumn. Lipper

12 the breeze blows my belt, and the moon shines on my piano. Wang Wei

13, the voice is too low to be heard by anyone except my comrade-in-arms Mingyue. Wang Wei

14, moonlight in pine forest, crystal stone in stream. Wang Wei

15, the puddle widens with the moon, and the torrent bends with the mountain. Maday

16, under the bright moonlight, wild geese are soaring, and Chief Tatar is fleeing in the dark. Lulun

17, he knows that the dew will be frost tonight, and the moonlight at home is so bright! . Du Fu

18, ten thousand windows are shining in the sky, and the moonlight is shining on nine Yuntai. Du Fu

19. In the morning, I will treat the garbage and take the Moon Lotus hoe home. Tao Yuanming

20, wordless alone in the west wing, the moon is like a hook. Yu Li

2 1, the bright moon surprises magpie, and the breeze sings at midnight. Xin Qiji

22. On the poor third night of September, the dew is like a pearl and the moon is like a bow. Bai Juyi

23. A bullet in water and a bullet in the moon, half went into the river and half into the cloud. antithetical couplet

24, the moonlight is deeper than half a household, and the Beidou is oblique. Liu

In the morning, she saw her hair cloud changing in the mirror, but she bravely faced the cold of moonlight with her evening song. Li shangyin

26, bow like a full moon, looking at Sirius in the northwest. Su Shi

27. Under the court, if the water is empty, the algae in the water are horizontal and covered with bamboo and cypress. Su Shi

28 Frosty night, Jiang Feng, fishing fire, worrying about sleep ... Zhang Ji

I went to Liuduantou in September, and I met Ouyang Xiu after dusk.

When did the moon begin to appear? Ask the sky for wine ... Su Shi.

3 1 I wanted to give my heart to the bright moon, but the bright moon shines on the ditch ... "Chronicle of Poetry in Qing Dynasty"

be homesick

1. You people from my old country, tell me what happened there! .

When you pass by my window, are plum blossoms blooming? (Wang Wei: "Miscellaneous Poems")

2. I left home when I was young, and my local accent has not changed.

Where do children come from when they meet strangers? (He Zhangzhi: Homecoming Book)

3. Leave the mountain to rest, winter will come, and spring will come.

The closer I get to my hometown, the more timid I am, afraid to inquire about people from home. (Song Wenzhi, "Crossing the Han River")

Under the blue mountain, my boat and I meandered along the green water.

Until the river bank widens at low tide, and no wind blows my lonely sail.

... the night now gives way to the ocean of the sun, and Jiang Chunren was in the old year.

I can finally send my messenger, the wild goose, back to Luoyang. (Wang Wan: a berth at the foot of Beibao Mountain)

It's only seven days in spring and two years away from home.

The day of returning home is behind the bird's return to the earth, but the idea of returning home has existed before the spring flowers bloom. (Xue Daoheng: "People are homesick every day")

6. The foot of my bed is shining so brightly. Is it frosty already? .

I looked up at the moon and looked down, feeling nostalgic. (Li Bai: "Silent Night Thinking")

7. Whose rain flute flies in the dark, and the spring breeze permeates Los Angeles.

In this nocturne, the willow is broken, and no one can afford to be homesick. (Li Bai: The Flute in Los Angeles on a Spring Night)

8. It has been ten frosts in Bingzhou, and I miss Xianyang day and night.

For no reason, I crossed the mulberry river, but I hope that Bing is my hometown. (Liu Zao: "Journey to the North")

9. A vagrant hears drums that indicate fighting, and a wild goose rings in autumn.

The dew turns to frost tonight, and the moonlight at home is bright!

Brothers are scattered, and no one can ask about life and death.

Letters sent to Luoyang city are often not delivered, and wars often do not stop. (Du Fu: "Remembering Brothers on a Moonlit Night")

Meet sb. leave

1. We said goodbye sadly, and our two officials went in opposite directions.

After all, the world is just a small place. ("Farewell Du to Shu Guan")

Oh, my friend's prince, you left again, and I heard them sigh behind you. (Li Bai: "Send a friend"

The grass turns green again in spring, but what about you, my friend Prince? ? (Bai Juyi: "Farewell to Ancient Grass")

4. Weicheng is rainy and dusty, and the guest house is green and willow.

Sincerely advise friends to drink a glass of wine, and it is difficult to meet their relatives when they go out to the sun. (Wang Wei: "Send Yuan Er An Xi")

It's freezing and rainy, and it's already night in Wu, so it's calm to see the guests off. (Wang Changling: Breaking up with Xin Jian at Furong Inn)

6. Mochow has no confidant in the road ahead, and no one in the world knows you. (Gao Shi: "Don't be big")

7. Peach Blossom Pond and thousands of feet are not as good as Wang Lun's. (Li Bai: "To Wang Lun")

8. The solitary sail is far away from the blue sky, and only the Yangtze River flows in the sky. (Li Bai: "Farewell to Meng Haoran on the way to Yangzhou")

9. We watched him go east through the tower gate, leaving only hoofprint behind him. (Song of Snow White sends Tian Shuji home)

10. Outside the pavilion, beside the ancient road, the grass is blue and the sky is blue. The evening breeze blows the flute, and the sunset is beyond the mountain.

Horizon, a corner of the sea, intimate friends are half scattered. A ladle of turbid wine makes me happy. Say goodbye to Meng Han tonight. (Li Shutong: "Goodbye")

The dream of a silver bed has not come true, and the blue sky is as light as water at night.

The sound of geese far exceeds that of Xiaoxiang, and the moon speaks for itself on the twelfth floor.

-Wen (Yao Shefen)

Incense lamps accompany dreams, and Chu is in the end of the world.

The moon falls and the rules rest, and apricot blossoms are everywhere.

-Wen

There is no cicada at the beginning, and a hundred feet of high water meets the sky.

Su E, a young woman, is cold-resistant. She fights in the mid-month frost. ..

-Li Shangyin (Frost Moon)

You said you would come, but you didn't come. You left me no trace except the moonlight on your tower at five o'clock.

I cried for your leaving forever. I still can't wake up. I tried to read your hasty notes, and I found the ink was too weak.

-Li Shangyin (four untitled poems)

In the morning, she saw her hair cloud changing in the mirror, but she bravely faced the cold of the moonlight with her evening song.

There are not many roads to Pengshan. Oh, Bluebird, listen! -Give me what she said! .

-Li Shangyin (untitled)

Books in the distance return to dreams, and only empty beds are Su Qiu's enemies.

Under the steps of moss mangroves, the moon is less worried in the rain.

-Li Shangyin (final residence)

If angels don't bring their lovers into the room, what life will they have except dreams? .

Storms enchant nut horns, and the moon dew sweetens cinnamon leaves.

I know this love will not have any result, but it can comfort my soul! .

-Li Shangyin (untitled)

Alone at the bottom of the river, I vaguely thought that the moonlight was like water.

Where are the people who came to see the moon together? The scenery is vaguely like last year.

-Zhao Wei (feeling old)

The swamp swells with the moon, while the torrent bends with the will of the mountains.

Disappearing clouds left me, with autumn sadness all night.

-Ma Dai (nostalgic for Chu River)

Fusang is already in Xiaosuo, and his home is in Fusang East.

Who will go with the teacher? A boat full of bright moon, smooth sailing.

-Wei Zhuang (see the back of Japanese monk Jinglong)

The bright moon tower is lonely, and the wine turns into sorrow and tears.

—— Fan Zhongyan (Su Mu)

Every year tonight, the moonlight is like practice, and people grow thousands of miles.

Farewell to the viceroy and go to Shu to take up his post.

Bo Wang

Across the wall of Sanqin, across a layer of fog, across a river.

We said goodbye sadly, and our two officials went in opposite directions.

However, as long as China keeps our friendship, heaven will remain our neighbor.

Why linger at the fork in the road, the child is stained with towels.

Precautions:

Du Shaofu: Wang Bo's friend, whose other name is unknown Shaofu County Commandant. Zhou Shu is called Shuchuan. The city gate refers to Chang 'an, the capital of Shaanxi Province. Sanqin: Shaanxi Guanzhong area, ancient Qin. After Qin was destroyed, Xiang Yu divided Qin into three countries: harmony, competition and flexion, which were called Sanqin. Wujin: Five major ferries of Minjiang River, namely Baihuajin.

Brief Analysis: This is a famous farewell poem by Wang Bo. It is very different from other farewell poems, full of sad feelings and enterprising spirit. The fifth and sixth sentences in the poem even sublimate friendship to a higher aesthetic realm. The whole poem is a typical work of five laws, with cadence, grandeur and rigor. This poem meets the requirements of the five laws from the perspective of leveling and rhyming, but it will reach the later standard in antithesis.

Author's Biography: (649-676), a native of Longmen, Jiangzhou (now Hejin, Shanxi), is as famous as Yang Jiong, Lu and Luo, and is known as the "four outstanding men in the early Tang Dynasty". They strive to get rid of Qi's style, expand the theme of poetry, and show positive and enterprising spirit and depression. Wang Zian's collection.

Send yuan twenty-one Xi

Wang Wei

Weicheng is rainy and dusty, and the guest house is green and willow.

I advise you to drink more wine, there is no reason to go out to the west.

Note: The title of the poem is Song of the Acropolis.

Weicheng: Located in the northwest of Xi City, Shaanxi Province, Xianyang, the ancient city of Qin Dynasty.

Yu Chao: The rain in the morning.

Wu: Wetting.

Yangguan: In the southwest of Dunhuang, Gansu, it has been the main road to the northwest frontier since ancient times.

Brief analysis: This poem is simple in language and vivid in image, expressing everyone's feelings of parting. In the Tang Dynasty, three stories were compiled in Yangguan and passed down through the ages.

Break up with Xinjian at Furong Inn.

Wang Changling

It's freezing and rainy, and it's night in Wu, and Chushan is quiet.

Relatives and friends in Luoyang asked each other that there was a piece of ice in the jade pot.

Lian Haiping is in the spring tide, and the bright moon on the sea is born in the tide.

I drift with the tide for thousands of miles, and there is no moon by the river.

The river flows around Fangdian, and the moonlight shines on the flower forest like graupel.

Frost flows in the air, you can't fly, but you can't see the white sand on the pavilion.

There is no dust in the sky on the river, and there is a lonely moon in the sky.

Whoever sees the moon at the first sight by the river shines at the beginning of the month.

Life is endless from generation to generation, and Jiang Yue is only similar year after year.

I don't know who Jiang Yue is waiting for, but I see the Yangtze River delivering water.

The white clouds have gone, and Qingfeng is at a loss.

Whose boat is flat tonight, where to miss the bright moon building.

Poor people wander upstairs for the moon, so they should leave someone to fill the mirror.

The curtain of the jade pot could not be rolled up, but it was brushed back on the anvil.

At this time, I don't know each other. I hope China will shine on you every month.

Hongyan flies in the sky, and fish Long Qian jumps in the water.

Last night, I dreamed that the idle pool had fallen, and the poor spring had not returned.

In spring, the river flows away, and the pond falls in the moon and the west.

The slanting moon hides the sea fog, and Jieshi Xiaoxiang Road is infinite.

I don't know how many people return home every month, and the moon is full of rivers and trees.

-Zhang's "Moonlit Night on the Spring River".

The spring breeze in Jiang Nanan is green,

When will the moon see me on my way home?

Thoughts in the dead of night

The trees are quiet and autumn insects are singing, and the clouds are pale and the moon is bright.

Late at night upstairs, a wild goose is flying south.