Praise Xi 'an's ancient poems

Praise Xi 'an's ancient poems. What are the ancient poems praising Xi 'an? Chang 'an Street is more narrow and evil, with a green ox and a white horse and seven fragrant cars (Lu's "Chang 'an Ancient Meaning"). Chang 'an seems to have returned to spring after the snow, and it is an early morning thing to be with the ancestral temple king of Cen Can after the snow.

Weiqiao Road in Chang 'an, it's time to say goodbye to tourists (don't plunge into "Send Zhang Yi to Xia Di")

I'm afraid I'll smile at my hometown and spend a spring in Chang 'an (Chang Jian's Falling in Chang 'an).

Where can I be different? Qing Qimen, Chang 'an (one of the two songs of Li Bai's "Send Pei Eighteen Pictures to the South and Return to Songshan Mountain")

Have you noticed that foreign guests, Chang 'an Avenue, are getting old as soon as they come back (Bai Juyi's Chang 'an Avenue).

Chang 'an Heavy Ranger, Luoyang Fucaixiong (Lu's "Jack Juvenile Field")

The rain and dew in front of Calyx Building are new, and Chang 'an people are at peace (Zhang's "Two Lyrics of the Command Slogan of Fifteen Nights").

Who asked if I would cry in Chang 'an alone for years (Li Shanfu's Two Cold Foods)?

In Chang' an, the moon is like practicing, and every household holds a needle and thread this night (Cui Hao's seven nights)

Recalling Chang 'an, September (Fan Deng, "Recalling Chang 'an? September ")

Chang' an cloth, comparison, lock the scale door, and block the bracelet (Du Fu's Three Poems of Autumn Rain)

The night is long with stagnant rain, and the lamp is lonely (Li Shangyin's "Stagnant Rain")

The world of mortals is on Chang 'an Road in the daytime, and the horses are not idle for a moment. Only Maoling has many patients, and every time I come to the villa, I always look at Nanshan (Zhang Wang).

Bichi's newly promoted bathing bridge crow locks the rich family in Chang 'an (Du Mu's "Street West Long Sentence")

Praise the ancient poetry of West Lake 1, titled Lin 'an House.

Song Lin Sheng

When will the singing and dancing in the West Lake stop?

Warm winds intoxicated tourists and made Hangzhou a Bianzhou.

2. "Chu Xiao Jingci Temple sends Lin Zifang"

Song Yang Wanli

It is the scenery of the West Lake in June, which is really different from other seasons.

Lotus leaves will not turn green the next day, and lotus flowers are particularly bright red in the sun.

3. "Drink the rain on Chuqing Lake"

Song sushi

The water is bright and sunny, and the mountains are cloudy and rainy.

If there are more dead beauties in the West Lake, C+ is so appropriate.

4, "With Nishikawa Li Shangshu Hanzhou Yue Wei Tour Room Taiwei West Lake"

Don Liu Yuxi

Hanchuan trees fall at night, and jade hooks hang on the West Lake.

The flag was surrounded by water and the ship was submerged.

I am eager to recall the past, and my heart is like a * * *.

Seven laws have been in existence for a long time, and the rhyme is sad for autumn.

5. "Yingzhou has a banquet in the West Lake Pavilion"

Don Xu Hun

I don't know how to go back to the West Lake for a feast, but a song and a glass of wine.

The city takes the sunset to smell the drums, and the temple looks at the balcony against the autumn water.

Lantianke is still noisy, and Guiyan is a rare bird.

If you want to sign a car to cross Gongluo, the frost chrysanthemum goes around the pool.

6. Tiaoxi Fishing Map

Tangluoyin

When Lv Wang exhibited the temple, the straight hook fishing country was even better.

If you teach students to live on the West Lake, you must also provide fish for the house.

7. Say goodbye to West Lake

Don Li Shen

The leaves of Pu look withered, and the birds on the waves are lonely.

Wind pipe music is easy to scatter flowers, but loom feathers are difficult to float.

Snow deceives spring and destroys fragrant calyx early, while falcon stirs autumn and blows green.

Colorful hair has no place to live, and sighing at the bridge is a kind of sadness.

8. Farewell to West Lake

Tang Bai Juyi

The journey is sad, and the ancestral account leaves the throat.

Tristan doesn't have to keep five horses, and Huang En can only stay for three years.

Song mats are laid under the shade of green vines, and prostitutes boats are parked in red lotus flowers.

Looking back everywhere, you can love, but it is not the lake that is difficult.

9. Return to Hangzhou.

Tang Bai Juyi

I haven't drunk much since I left Qiantang Mountain River, and I'm too lazy to recite poems.

I want to report this intention to West Lake.

10, "Post the topic of Yuhang County Building and present Shi Jun"

Tang Bai Juyi

The official calendar is 20 years, and the official tour is 30 years.

Jiangshan and romance, the most unforgettable thing is Hangzhou.

At the end of the sand embankment in the north, at the head of the stone embankment in the West Lake.

Green bamboo shoots leave in spring, and red candles return to the boat at night.

I dare not leave my love, but I miss the old days.

With this sentence sung by Jun, the topic is the building.

Praise West Lake Poetry 1,

Song Lin Sheng

When will the singing and dancing in the West Lake stop?

Warm winds intoxicated tourists and made Hangzhou a Bianzhou.

2.< Chu Xiao Jingci Temple Pai Lin Zifang >

Song Yang Wanli

It is the scenery of the West Lake in June, which is really different from other seasons.

Lotus leaves will not turn green the next day, and lotus flowers are particularly bright red in the sun. Praise the ancient poems of the West Lake.

3.< It's clear after drinking rain in the lake >

Song sushi

The water is bright and sunny, and the mountains are cloudy and rainy.

If there are more dead beauties in the West Lake, C+ is so appropriate.

4.< and Nishikawa Li Shangshu traveled to Hangzhou Yue Wei to visit Taiwei West Lake >

Don Liu Yuxi

Hanchuan trees fall at night, and jade hooks hang on the West Lake.

The flag was surrounded by water and the ship was submerged.

I am eager to recall the past, and my heart is like a * * *.

Seven laws have been in existence for a long time, and the rhyme is sad for autumn.

5.< Yingzhou is attending a banquet at the West Lake Pavilion >

Don Xu Hun

I don't know how to go back to the West Lake for a feast, but a song and a glass of wine. Praise the ancient poems of the West Lake.

The city takes the sunset to smell the drums, and the temple looks at the balcony against the autumn water.

Lantianke is still noisy, and Guiyan is a rare bird.

If you want to sign a car to cross Gongluo, the frost chrysanthemum goes around the pool.

6.< Panxi River Fishing Map >

Tangluoyin

Temple Exhibition in Lv Wang: gs. Homecoming. /683 1. Straight hook fishing country is better.

If you teach students to live on the West Lake, you must also provide fish for the house.

7.< Farewell to West Lake >

Don Li Shen

The leaves of Pu look withered, and the birds on the waves are lonely.

Wind pipe music is easy to scatter flowers, but loom feathers are difficult to float.

Snow deceives spring and destroys fragrant calyx early, while falcon stirs autumn and blows green.

Colorful hair has no place to live, and sighing at the bridge is a kind of sadness.

8.< Farewell to West Lake >

Tang Bai Juyi

The journey is sad, and the ancestral account leaves the throat.

Tristan doesn't have to keep five horses, and Huang En can only stay for three years.

Song mats are laid under the shade of green vines, and prostitutes boats are parked in red lotus flowers.

Looking back everywhere, you can love, but it is not the lake that is difficult.

9. < Hangzhou Fang Hui >

Tang Bai Juyi

I haven't drunk much since I left Qiantang Mountain River, and I'm too lazy to recite poems.

I want to report this intention to West Lake.

10,< send the title of Yuhang County Building to Pei Shijun >

Tang Bai Juyi

The official calendar is 20 years, and the official tour is 30 years.

Jiangshan and romance, the most unforgettable thing is Hangzhou.

At the end of the sand embankment in the north, at the head of the stone embankment in the West Lake.

Green bamboo shoots leave in spring, and red candles return to the boat at night.

I dare not leave my love, but I miss the old days.

With this sentence sung by Jun, the topic is the building.

1 1,< tomb of king yue e >

Yuan

The grass is separated from the tomb of the king of Hubei, and the stone beast is in danger.

Officials in Nandu look down on the state capital, but the people in the Central Plains are still looking forward to Wang Shi's banner.

When a hero is killed, it is too late to regret, and the world is doomed.

Don't sing this poem to the West Lake. I can't sing it.

12, < Remembering West Lake >

Zhangming huangyan

I met Xizi Lake in my dream, but I woke up in a vague dream.

The Wu Tomb of Gaoling is connected with Suzhong, adding a new temple.

13, < West Lake Miscellaneous Poems >

let

Cherish tourists' paintings, embroider the wrong platform, and spread it in the shade.

The song dynasty bought thousands of land and won Qiantang ten hectares of lake.

14,< Wen Sanmen Bay forced Zhejiang to have >:

Qing Kang Youwei

The desolate white horse plays the city flute and dreams of the six bridges of West Lake.

Great country. Who can see it? The sound of waves breaks the tide in Zhejiang.

15, < Swim grass in the south >

Modern and contemporary Yu Dafu

Wuyi Thirty-six Xiongfeng and Qingxi Jiuqu are different.

If you look at the scenery from a strange place, the West Lake will always be a small home.

16, < Xiao Chun, Su Causeway >

Ming Yangzhou

Just when the future is a dark flower, the thick lake fog dispels the forest sand.

Where the yellow crane stops smoking, it crows over Su Causeway Xiao.

17, < Wind load of Qu Yuan >

Ming Wang Yanna

The ancient bend pillow lotus pond, the wind hesitates to brew incense.

You are so honored. Ling Boxian is drunk, and the brocade skirt is afraid of new coolness.

18, < Twin peaks in the cloud >

Chen qingmi

The north and south peaks are high in the sky, and the two peaks are relatively unconnected.

Come to Xinyu Lake late, a crazy cloud locks two ends.

19,< Go to Zhang Ting to watch the tide with Yan Qiantang >

Tang Meng Hao ran

I stopped playing when I heard Lei Zhen in One Hundred Miles.

Even riding out, the river is waiting for the high tide.

According to the day and autumn, the sky is clear, and the sky is clear.

The stormy waves came like snow, and it was cold.

20.< Autumn Moon in Pinghu >

Song NaHo

The moonlight is cold and the spring water is not flowing. Where is the eulogy?

In the west wind of Baiping Polygonum hydropiper, the lake is full of beautiful autumn.

When will the singing and dancing of the West Lake be repaired?

Warm wind makes tourists drunk, just for Bianzhou, Hangzhou.

The water is bright and sunny, and the mountains are cloudy and rainy. If there are more dead beauties in the West Lake, C+ is so appropriate. (Su Shi)

Lonely pu boundless water, lotus fragrance at night.

Su Shi's Five Wonders of Pan-West Lake

Gushan Temple is in the north of Jiating West, and the water surface is flat at the foot of the cloud.

Several early songbirds compete for warm trees, and their new swallows peck at the soil in spring.

Colorful spring flowers will gradually fascinate people's eyes, and shallow spring grass can barely cover the horseshoe.

I love the eastbound lake and the white sand embankment under the shadow of Populus davidiana.

Bai Juyi's Spring Tour in Qiantang

It is the scenery of the West Lake in June, which is really different from other seasons.

Lotus leaves will not turn green the next day, and lotus flowers are particularly bright red in the sun.

Yang Wanli's Letter to Lin Zifang from Jingci Temple in Chu Xiao.

Chunti Lake

(Tang) Bai Juyi

Spring scenery on the lake is picturesque, and chaotic peaks are scattered around the checkpoint.

There are thousands of green hills on the pine row and a pearl in the heart of the moon.

Early rice is pumped by the blue carpet line, and the green Luo skirt shows Xinpu.

I didn't throw it into Hangzhou, and half of it was this lake.

Wang Yanna's Su Gong Di in Ming Dynasty: The thick shade of smoke and willow hides the language of warblers, while the fragrant flowers scatter the wind and chase the sound of hooves. Six bridges in West Lake, one willow and one peach. Zhang Ning's "Spring Dawn in Su Causeway" in the Ming Dynasty: Liu Yang filled the causeway, but Huaming Road was not lost. Before the boatman gets up, he listens to the warbler on his side pillow.

Wu Weixin's Qingming Festival is a Thing in Su Causeway in the Southern Song Dynasty: When the sun goes down, the willow blossoms are bright.

Praise the ancient poem "Lotus can be picked in the south of the Yangtze River, and Hetian Tian has lotus leaves".

Fish play in the lotus leaves, fish play in the lotus leaves,

Fish beat lotus leaves in the west, fish beat lotus leaves in the south and fish beat lotus leaves in the north.

Cailian District Wang Changling

The girl who picked the lotus put the girl who picked the lotus into the lotus leaf, as if the color was the same, and the girl's face was hidden in the blooming lotus, which reflected each other.

Lotus is mixed in the lotus pond, and it is difficult to recognize the lotus pond. Only when you hear the song do you know that someone is picking lotus in the pond-picking lotus.

Lin Zifang and Yang Wanli of Chu Xiao Jingci School.

It is the scenery of the West Lake in June, which is really different from other seasons.

Lotus leaves will not turn green the next day, and lotus flowers are particularly bright red in the sun.

Cut plum in the northern song dynasty. Li Qingzhao

Red lotus root is fragrant, and jade is lingering in autumn.

Who sent the brocade book? The word goose returns, and the moon is full of the west building.

Flowers bloom and fall, and flowing water gurgles. One kind of lovesickness, two places of leisure.

There is no way to eliminate this situation, only frown and mind.

Lotus Qingshitao

Five-inch lotus leaves, sticking waves does not hinder the painting boat from shaking;

In April and May, it can also cover the waist of beautiful women.

Love Lotus Song Zhou Dunyi

There are many flowers on land and water vegetation. Tao Jinyuan clearly loves chrysanthemums. Since Li Tang came, peonies have been loved all over the world. Love lotus alone, never touch the mud, clear ripples but not evil, direct communication, not sloppy, but far away without being ridiculous.

◇ Qingyangdu ~ Jinlefu

Green lotus covers green water, and hibiscus is red and fresh. There are lotus roots below and lotus roots above.

◇ Yong Furong ~ Southern Dynasties Shen Liang said

The breeze blows the purple leaves and gently reveals Zhu's room. Zhongchi is so green, wait until I glow red.

◇ picking lotus ~ Wu Liangjun in Southern Dynasties

Brocade mixed with flowers, Luo Yi hung on the Qinghe River. Ask my son where to go today, picking lotus in Jiangnan. Three thousand miles in western Liaoning, I want to send it for no reason. May you return early, this lotus is fresh.

◇ Ode to the Lotus ~ Jiang Hong

There are micro-grasses in Zebei, which can be rejuvenated. Green leaves like the wind, and red cherry is suitable for the sun. Moving to the fish pond is a great loss. How to frost dew, should be with the canopy.

◇ Ode to Concentric Furong ~ Sui Dugong War

Burning lotus, graceful water. Solitary stems attract green, and double shadows reward red. The color wins the song, and the fragrance dances wildly. The famous lotus can read by itself, and the same is true.

◇ picking lotus songs ~ Sui Yin Ying Tong

There are countless companions on board, and the cable is released at its own urging. You don't need to wipe sweat powder, and the wind skirt can be opened at will. The boat docked against the lotus. Lotus root silk is held as a wisp and lotus leaf as a cup.

◇ Antique (XXVI) ~ Tang Libai

Bihe gives birth to a quiet spring, and the sunshine in the morning is bright and fresh. Autumn flowers spit green water and dense leaves are full of smoke. Beautiful powder is peerless, who will pass the incense? Sit and watch the frost disappear.

If I don't find the root cause, I would like to believe in the edge of Huachi.

◇ Picking Lotus Songs ~ Southern Dynasties Liu Liang Xiao Wei

Golden oar Mulan boat, playing Jiangnan lotus. Lotus fragrance is separated from Purdue, and lotus leaves are fresh all over the river. The room is easy to start with, and the handle comes with it. As soon as the flowers are exposed, they are wet and the stems of the wind are flickering.

◇ Give a gift by folding the lotus ~ Tang Libai

Rowing to the river, the rippling river is more like a bright lotus. The water drops on the lotus leaf, but they don't roll round. This beautiful beauty is hiding in the colorful clouds, trying to give her flowers, but far away. Acacia and meeting life, melancholy in the bleak autumn wind.

◇ Lotus ~ Li Shangyin

They are colorless and compatible, but they are not fragrant. Yao's seats are all set for the cool, and Yu Jinjin is too late. Turn the light back and cross the socks with the water. Looking forward to saying goodbye to the autumn before, leaving home to sing a song.

◇ Lotus ~ Wen Tingyun

Shake the green pool to welcome the gold, and the orchids roll into white apples. It is necessary to put on socks for Luo Shenbo, and so far lotus plums have fragrant dust.

◇ Going out of Jingci Temple at night to send Lin Zifang to Yang Wanli.

It is the scenery of the West Lake in June, which is really different from other seasons. Lotus leaves will not turn green the next day, and lotus flowers are particularly bright red in the sun.

◇ Qianchi Furong ~ Wen Zhiming

Flowers fall in the south of the Yangtze River in September, and hibiscus turns to Zhongzhou. Beauty laughs across the water, and the sunset is still full of sorrow.

Dew wash jade plate Jintang cold, autumn wind blowing Jincheng ribbon. It's no use looking at each other. It's getting late, and there's a kind of seclusion in the pond.

◇ cut plum ~ Li Qingzhao in Northern Song Dynasty

Red lotus root is fragrant, and jade is lingering in autumn. Who sent the brocade book? The word goose returns, and the moon is full of the west building. Flowers bloom and fall, and flowing water gurgles.

One kind of lovesickness, two places of leisure. There is no way to eliminate this situation, only frown and mind.

◇ Su Muzhe ~ Zhou Bangyan in Northern Song Dynasty

Burn agarwood to relieve summer heat. Bird, bird, bird, bird, bird, bird, bird, bird, bird. The leaves of Chuyang withered all night, the water was clear and round, and the wind and lotus rose one by one.

My hometown is far away. When will I go? I live in Wumen and have been traveling in Chang 'an for a long time. Do the fishermen in May remember each other? Boat, dream into furongpu.

Li Antang ~ Huang Mingqiong

Dongjiatan is endless and tree-lined. Ten miles of brocade is constantly seen, and the west wind and the bright moon are still singing.

◇ picking lotus songs ~ Li Yaru

Lotus field is a lake with a faint bonus. Three or five boats will go, singing loudly.

◇ Furong ~ Banqiao, Zheng Qing

The most pitiful blush is a few traces, as well as the small bamboo door beside the bridge outside the water. Looking in the mirror, I was surprised and regretted. Shi used to live in Zhuze Village.

Thinking about hometown ~ Modern leisure literature

Say goodbye to the ancient town of Anyi, and the water of Ou Xiang is swaying in the canoe; The shore willows are dyed with green streams, and the lotus fragrance is brewed in autumn.

Living in a foreign land is poor and chaotic, and my hometown is happy; A man of virtue and wealth starts from scratch, and the lotus fairy comes to the door gladly.

Thinking of Xin in Nanting in Summer ~ Meng Haoran

The shadow of the mountain rises suddenly, and the moon in the pond rises slowly from the east. Hang your hair in the shade at night, open the window and lie down in a quiet and spacious place. The evening breeze sent waves of lotus fragrance, and the dew on the bamboo leaves made a crisp sound.

I thought I would want to make a song, make a song, I just hate my friends in front of me. Feeling for a night, I miss my old friends all night, and it is hard to miss them in my dreams.

◇ Untitled Second ~ Li Shangyin

The wind in the east wind, the rain in the wind, the rain in the wind, the sound of light thunder came from the other side outside the lotus pond. There is also a locked golden toad incense burner. Cigarettes are elegantly wrapped, like pulleys in a jade pot, and the traction rope is pumped into the well water.

Wang Wei dreamed that she was a beautiful young girl. Wang Wei had a pillow dream and wrote a poem. Never mind the flowers, even this bright flame of love, is it only ashes? .

◇ summer bosom friend ~ Ji Xu

In addition to the stillness of running water, you can sleep alone and be free. The moon gives birth to the forest, and the rain stays overnight like autumn. Looking back at Lian Fang, who sings Du Ruozhou? There is no dream at night, and you can swim if you have a dream.

Huanxi sand snow Zhao Yun

I hate that I fell in love with my country, and how many red tears shed in Gusu, and the wind condensed the snow. The setting sun is over the river, the palace is half flat, and the lotus is full of lakes.

◇ Nanxiangzi Li Xun

Riding on a float and crossing the lotus pond, the song is melodious and wakes up the sleeping mandarin duck. You girls cuddle and laugh, compete for novelty and beauty, and shake the lotus cover to break the sunset.

◇ Huanxisha Li Jing

Xiang Lian sells green leaves, and the west wind worries about the blue waves. With the light * * * gaunt, ugly.

The chicken is far away in the drizzle dream, and the small building blows through the cold. How many tears I hate, leaning against the railing.

◇ Si Dixiang Sun Guangxian

How's it going? More lingering feelings! Moths gather shame under the eternal water curtain. Liu Luo's skirts, tiny lines dragging blue waves. Look at the ground, rain hits the lotus.

Yi Yuhang Pan Lang

I remember that lonely mountain for a long time. It was like clusters in the middle of the lake. The monk's room is surrounded by the lake, and he will come back when it is clear.

Lotus fragrance spray even the clouds pavilion, pavilion sound clear eaves priests. Don't come to dust and stain other people's clothes, and dream of flying in vain.

◇ Mulberry Seed Picking and Ouyang Xiu

After the lotus blooms, the West Lake will be fine. Here comes the wine, no need to mark it, followed by the green cover of the red chamber. The original boat went deep into the flowers, fragrant and golden, misty and rainy, drunk and returned to his hometown.

◇ Ouyang Xiu, Linjiang County

In the willows outside, there is light thunder and drizzle in the pool; The sound of rain and the sound of rain, dripping on the lotus leaf, make a thin sound. Soon the rain stopped and the broken rainbow appeared in the west corner of the building. We leaned against the railing until the moon rose in the east.

Swallow flies back to the door, peeping at Hua Liang and asking. I took the curtain off the jade hook. The bed on the bed is flat, like a cool water wave, but there is no ripple. Watery pillow, there is a hairpin on the shore.

Liuyong, Gan Caozi

At dusk in autumn, the lotus is scattered and the pearls are raining. The moon is born after the rain, and it is freezing.

I can't stand such loneliness without companions in the swimming pool! But next to the parrot in the golden cage, the words pink lang are written.

◇ Die Hua Lian Yan Dao Ji

The first turning point of frost was disappointing. Through Ye Ying's voice, it seems to imitate Qin E's singing. Take a nap, wake up one day, double bamboo covered with cold wave. Rain blows and wind blows, and the sky rises.

Lotus is delicate and full of tears. Obliquely facing the new moon in Lv Yun, the curved ring looks like a frown.

◇ Give birth to faults, Yan Dao Ji.

I hate wading across the river for a long time, so I moved closer to the stream head. Wandering the Mulan boat, wandering the two-yuan shop. Unreasonable frivolous clouds, dark for the base fiber rain. Green sleeves are too cold to talk to Lotus.

◇ Ruan Langgui Early Summer Su Dongpo

Green locust, high willow, swallows, new cicadas, the wind first enters the string. Wash away the heavy smoke under the blue screen window, and the sound of chess during the day scares you to sleep.

After a light rain, the lotus turned over and the pomegranate blossomed. Jade basin hand tanchun, Zhu Qiong broken and round.

◇ Yongyule Su Dongpo

The bright moon is like frost, the wind is like water, and the scenery is infinite. Jumping fish in a curved harbor, the lotus leaves the dew, and the loneliness is unknown. Like three drums, one leaf is loud, and the dark dream cloud is broken. The night is boundless, and I can't find a place. I feel that I have traveled all over the small garden. Tired of tourists from the ends of the earth, I returned to my home in the mountains and looked at my hometown. Swallow house is empty, where is beauty? It's like a dream in ancient and modern times, but there are old joys and new grievances. At different times, the night view of the Huang family is a sigh of Yu Hao.

Man Fang Ting Huang Tingjian

The water is thick and clear, the new strip is light green, and the green light reflects the virtual pavilion. Golden flower frost heron, lotus path picks up duckweed. Du Xiangzhu's trunk was bent, thin and sparse by red makeup.

The night wind is clear, the pond is full, and the water is clear and the stars are moving. I can hear that after a light rain, she bloomed, so she moved to the Hu bed and became a square screen.

The practice scale is full of clouds, the sound is constant, and the eaves ring wind chimes. The banquet was reopened, and the Yaochi was full of snow and green.

Huang Chao

Nanyuan is better than summer. In twos and threes, Hsinchu first came out and crossed the eaves to invade households.

Listen to the chaotic lotus wind and sprinkle the phoenix rain. After noon, the curtains are uneven, cicadas are singing away, and dreams are still there.

Stay, the past is empty, have you ever lived when you met? It is not enough to count human events, but also to dream about emotions.

Look at a few floating flowers, a wisp of fragrance lingers. The strange Taoist said: Tao Qian did a great job.

◇ Nan Kezi, a wonderful selection of poems by sages of Tang and Song Dynasties.

Shili Qingshan is far away, and the tide is flat and the road is sand. Several times, birds complained that the years were another bleak time of the end of the world!

The Millennium gathers the waning moon, and the breeze scatters the clouds. Green Di Yang asked Lotus: Remember the family that sold wine in those days?

Lady Manwei of Bodhisattva

The Red Chamber leans against the bend of the stream, and the stream in front of the building is cold and jade. Mulan boat rippled, with people and teenagers on board. Lotus is charming and wants to say, laughing into the mandarin duck spectrum. On the waves, smoke is low, and on the song month, diamonds return.

Su Muzhe Zhou Bangyan

Burn incense and cool off the heat. Birds call clear, intrude into the eaves. Chuyang on the leaves is dry and rainy. The water surface is clear and round, and the wind and load are lifted one by one. My hometown is far away. When will I go? Who lives in Wumen,

Long trip to Chang 'an. Do the fishermen in May remember each other? Boat, dream into furongpu.

◇ Huanxisha Zhang Yuangan

The mountain shakes the lake around the city, the reflection of the lake infiltrates the green hills, and the crystal building wants to watch the night. When the fog and willow are dark, the clouds are overcast and the moon is full, and the dew is turned over by fireflies, and it is rustling until morning.

Linjiang county Ye Mengde

I didn't see the fish jump over the harbor, but I passed by the lake on purpose. Whispering winds and chaotic Yu He. Wei Yun blew away and the moon fell. I haven't finished drinking a glass of white wine, and I'm staggered when I come back.

No one can sing the song of picking ling. Xiao Xuan pillow bamboo, eaves shadow hanging star river.

◇ Niannujiao Jiang Kui

Make a scene. Remember to try Yuanyang for company when you come. Thirty-six cruel people have not arrived, and there are countless water clothes. The green leaves are cool, the jade capacity sells wine, and the rain falls. Shake it,

Cold fragrance flies to poetry. At dusk, the green pavilion is graceful, and the lover has gone, so why put up with Ling Bo? I'm afraid the dance clothes will fall off easily when they get cold, and I'm afraid I'll enter Nanpu and Xifeng. High willows cast shadows, old fish blow waves,

Leave me to live in the greenhouse. How many fields, how much back to the sand.

Yan Feng Lian ren

I dreamed of the Tang dynasty, and the end of spring in the palace was late, just as I was dancing and dragging. Cui Yun's team is full of scarlet clothes and his hands are hanging down. Suddenly, the drums rushed up and flew out in a panic like Cai Feng.

I dreamed of seeing Princess Wan Qiong and seeing the lotus being blown by the wind.

Narcissus chanting Jiangnan Zhang

A river is full of smoke and water, and people on both sides draw eaves. A lotus bush is light, watching the dance again and again, and the wind is ten miles away. The original painting is to the end of the world, the wine flag is outside the wind, and the situation is set in Jiangnan.

Wild silkworm, an ancient poem praising silkworm.

-Tang

Wild eat green mulberry, spin silk for cocoon.

It's no use stealing the warmth of strangers.

I want to balance my silk and turn it into warm clothes.

Silkworm ode

-Don Jiang Gong Yi

It's not enough to work hard. It takes longer to reel silk under the lamp.

I don't know where I come from, but I'm greedy for mandarin ducks embroidered on my clothes.

silkworm cocoon

-Wang Yuan Mian.

Old silkworms should make cocoons and spin silk. Be careful, it has changed. Take it if you like. The machine has practice, and the piano has winding. String and harmony, practice and things. Its contribution is not small, and it is biased to use it? It is difficult to send a poem to an aunt silkworm.

Ci of silkworm cluster

-Don Wang Jian

Silkworms want to be old, and they are covered with silk. The fields are wide and windy, and wormwood is not burned in the atrium. Silkworm is anxious to make it melodious, and it has sacrificed mulberry for you for many years. But it doesn't rain in the blue sky, there are no flies on the ground and no mice under it. The bride worships the cluster and wishes the cocoon to be thick, the woman sprinkles peach pulp and the man plays drums. On the third day, a snow ball will be held as a foil, and the new cocoon will be given to the county magistrate first. I heard that the village urged me to knit. Who should I wear it with?

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-Li Shangyin

It was a long time ago that I met her, but since we separated, the time has become longer, the east wind is blowing, and a hundred flowers are blooming.

Silkworms in spring will weave until they die, and candles will drain the wick every night.

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! .

An ancient poem praising the bridge, Li Shen's Lingbi Bridge; & gt

Lingbi bridge is sentimental, and it is obvious that the lake faction detours back to the pond.

Before and after the shore flowers, I smell birds, and the lake and the moon complain about Populus davidiana.

It can promote the age of yin and white hair, and skillfully ride a horse for spring.

Why did you turn a crane into a China watch, but you can't count it. You still remember your hometown.

Huazhen Zhu Huan Bridge

Returning the pearl to the stream is the home of the satrap.

The small bridge diagonally crosses the blue quicksand.

The breeze does not change the door wall,

Long and cold springs make waves.

Wuyun Bridge by Lu You

If Ye Bei is connected with Jinghu Lake,

The ethereal flying bridge spans the air.

Who will know after Gu Ling's double relocation?

I began to lean in the dusk.

Zandao's ancient poem "Song of the Frontier"

Lu theory in tang dynasty.

Tatar chiefs are fleeing from the darkness, and wild geese are soaring in the dim moonlight.

And the snow burden of our bows and swords, we chase them, and the horse is light.

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Tang dynasty. li po

After the battle, the moonlight was cold.

The sound of the iron drum in Chengtou is still shocking, and the blood of the golden knife in the box is still wet.