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What are the most beautiful ancient poems?

The first is Spring Boat on Lake Ruoya.

Tang Dynasty: Don't dive.

Deliberate joy has no end, no matter what happens, I will continue.

And my boat and I, before the evening breeze, skimmed the flowers and entered the lake.

At dusk, I turned to the valley to the west, where I could see the southern star on the other side of the mountain.

The mist rose and circled softly, and the low moon slanted through the Woods.

I choose to put aside all worldly things and just be an old man with a fishing rod. ..

On the moonlit night by the river, the poet boated on the river, giving birth to infinite beauty. In the play, the poet created a beautiful, quiet and ethereal realm with the riverside, moonlit night, flower path and boat as the scenery.

In the poet's pen, the night scene is quiet but not desolate, and there is a natural beauty that cannot be carved, which attracts many people to yearn for seclusion.

Second, send a short message to Qiu on an autumn night.

Don Wei Wu Ying

When I walk on a cool autumn night, I think of you and sing my poems.

I heard the pine cone fall on the mountain, and you seemed to wake up.

One autumn evening, Wei was walking, and suddenly he missed his good friend Mr. Qiu. He imagined that his friend lived in the mountains and the pine nuts fell. You must not be asleep, my friend!

Simple words and profound words are the characteristics of this poem. The whole poem does not attract readers with rich and colorful words, but calmly puts pen to paper, lightly touches pen and ink, is light and affectionate, short and profound, and its style is simple and elegant, leisurely and quiet, giving people endless artistic experience.

Third, Qingxi

Tang Dynasty: Wang Wei

I have sailed on the river of yellow flowers and been carried by the green stream.

Ten thousand laps around the mountain in less than thirty miles.

The rapids buzzed on the piled rocks, but the light dimmed among the dense pine trees.

The surface of an entrance swayed with nut horns, and weeds grew along the river bank.

In my heart, I have always been as pure as this clear water.

Please stay on the rock and cast the fishing line forever! .

This poem describes the beautiful scenery of a clear stream, and each sentence in the poem can be independently turned into a beautiful picture.

The stream twists and turns with the mountain, growls in the rocks, flows quietly in the pine forest, the water surface ripples, all kinds of aquatic plants float with the waves, and the old fisherman is at leisure on the boulder beside the stream. Poetry is natural and light, vivid and vivid, moistens things silently, holds things and sends feelings, and has infinite charm.

Fourth, the "jade family"

Tang Dynasty: Li Bai

Dew fell on the steps of jade, and the night was long. Dew wet the stone.

Go back to my room and put down the crystal curtain, still looking at the exquisite moon through the curtain.

A woman waited in the middle of the night, speechless and independent, with thick dew and soaked socks, but she was still waiting. When the cold was biting, the heroine went back to her room, put down the curtains, but still stared at the autumn moon.

The poem "Jade Family" is full of fun and charm. There is no danger of screaming, but there is profound beauty, writing incomprehensible feelings and unspeakable secrets, which makes the poetry of the sky full of poetry, but it is elusive between the lines.

Verb (abbreviation of verb) "Look at the Xuefeng in Central South"

Tang Dynasty: Zu Yong

Looking south, the northern mountain is beautiful and snowy, like a cloud.

After the snow in Chu Qing, the afterglow of the sun shone from the forest. It was late, and Chang 'an was even more chilly.

This is a masterpiece of writing "snow" in Tang poetry.

The Yinling Mountain in Zhong Nanshan is towering into the sky, and the snow has not yet melted. With the flow of white clouds, snow seems to float to the end of the clouds. The afterglow of the sunset sprinkled on the top of the mountain, dyed the jungle red and lit up the snow. The snow is not cold, but it turns cold. Looking at the snow in the south, the cold light is shining, which makes people feel chilly.

This poem is dedicated to expressing feelings, which is intended to be implicit, fresh and clear, simple and natural. Wang Shizhen called this poem the "best" work of praising snow, which was tied with Tao Qian's Hopeless, Clear Eyes and Wang Wei's Deep Lane, Wide Courtyard.