Poems about streets

1. Write a poem on the street 1 A moon hangs over the capital, and 10,000 washing hammers are beating.

The incense array pervades Chang 'an, and the city is full of golden flowers.

On March 3rd, the air was fresh, and many beautiful women were walking along the Chang 'an River.

You can tell it's Chang 'an Road when you hear songs and voices.

5,000 families are like a chess game, and 12 Street is like a vegetable garden.

The nine doors of heaven reveal the palace and its courtyard, and the coats of many countries bow to the pearl crown.

7 Weihe River receives yellow rain, and there are new things everywhere. The palace is surrounded by mountains, and the clouds and forests are sky blue.

8 wind dance Sophora japonica falls into the imperial ditch, and Nanshan enters the autumn.

9 Chang 'an Street is more narrow and evil, with seven fragrant cars (Lu's "Chang 'an Ancient Meaning")

10 Chang' an seems to be rejuvenated after the snow, and the accumulation of elements condenses flowers, and even Shu Hui (Cen Can's "Wang Xueshi, the ancestor, will be in the early morning")

1 1 Selling wine is a secret place, which used to be 100 feet high (Wei's Wine Shop).

12 Chang 'an Jiucheng Road, Qili Wuhoujia (Chang 'an Road of Huangfuran)

13 There are piles of embroidery in Chang 'an, and thousands of doors are opened at the top of the mountain (one of Du Mu's Three Poems of Crossing the Qing Palace)

2. There are 1 poems describing "bustling streets". In Song Dynasty, trees south of Yan Street roamed in spring, and snow covered the road in spring.

The flowers at the top of the tree are colorful and charming, and the person under the tree is Zhu Hu. The north building is idle, the curtains are high, and you can see the trees in the south of the street.

I'm still lazy. It rained several times. In late spring, the horse stepped on the moss and once stood in the shade.

The fallen flowers are still there, and the fragrance screen is empty. Who knows? 2. "Bodhisattva Manxiang Street in Chilan Bridge" Song Dynasty: Manxiang Street in Chilan Bridge, Chen Ke, with beautiful cage street. The jade is clear in the sky, and the flowers are clear and red.

Yellow shirts fly to white horses, and brothels descend every day. Drunk eyes don't meet people, and incense blows dark dust in the afternoon.

3. "Yujiexing Frost Wind Tight and Cold Invasion" Song: Anonymous Frost Wind Tight and Cold Invasion. Listen to lonely geese and sounds.

Send out sad sounds one after another, and the clouds are as light as water. Put on your clothes and tell me: stay a while, goose. Listen to me.

In the city on the south bank of Ta 'er Temple, the third one is outside the bridge, near the small red building on the west bank of the river, with phoenix trees carved outside the door. Ask for advice and fly low, there is no sleep there.

4. "Guan Jie Drum" Tang Dynasty: Li boomed to urge the sun to turn, and the twilight boomed out. In the capital, the pale yellow spring has just been replaced by new curtains, and Zhao Feiyan's fragrant bones have already been buried in the mausoleum.

The drums have been shattered for thousands of years, and Emperor Hanwu can no longer hear the drums in the official street of the emperor. You can see the color of reed flowers from Cui Jun, and only Nanshan guards China.

Even the gods have buried the immortals several times, only the drums and drums come and go, echoing forever. 5. "Xi Qian Ying Street Tide" in the Five Dynasties: Wei Zhuang Street Tide, the city was forbidden to open, and people fell from the sky.

Phoenix's gold medal list was clouded and thundered. The warbler moved and became a dragon, and the city was full of horses and chariots overnight.

There are a bunch of immortals upstairs, vying to see the cranes soaring into the sky.

3. The sentence describing the street 1. This is the old street in front of my door. It is not wide, but it records our happiness. It is not prosperous, but it makes us feel warm. Like a street in front of my house. Not wide, two cars can't walk together. It is not prosperous, and there are no colorful lights to decorate it. It is such an ugly old street that can bring us a colorful life every day.

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The street can't stand a few turns and becomes narrower and narrower, becoming an alley. It turns out that it is not two parallel lines, but there is no intersection. It's just that she will be happy because there is a friendly shop. At noon, she will stay in front of this shop and order something she likes to eat. The taste of her hometown is fragrant. There are many other restaurants, but she likes it here. Those just have a strange feeling, even if this alley is unsightly, this store is clean and simple, which is a familiar practical feeling.

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When I was in the street, I was a grain of sand in the world of mortals. Life is a street of time and space, which is still alive in front and weathered behind. A deduction of life, the rise and fall of a street, all fled into the invisible endless avenue. Streets, passing through flashy cities, are always associated with windy dust, towering stones and green grass. Looking for a state of mind, the most important thing is our steps.

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4. Ancient poems about the street 1 A bright moon hangs over the capital, ten thousand mallets knock on the sky and incense array passes through Chang 'an, and the city is full of golden flowers in March and March. The air is fresh, and many beautiful people enjoy the cool by the Chang 'an waterfront and eavesdrop on songs. It is known that there are 5,000 places on Chang 'an Road, such as vegetable beds, six-day nine-door palaces and their courtyards, coats from many countries bow to the Pearl Crown, and many new things.

The palace is next to the mountain, and Yunlin takes Tianbi 8 wind to dance with Sophora japonica and falls into the imperial ditch. The mountains in the south are in autumn. Chang 'an Avenue is more narrow and evil. Qingniu Baima Xiangche (Lu's Ancient Meaning of Chang 'an) 10 Chang 'an seems to be rejuvenated after snow, and the product elements condense Hualian (Wang Yuan's Ancestor) 165438+.

5. Poems describing streets: The wine and meat in Zhumen stink, and the road has frozen bones.

Xin Qiji's Jade Case

At night, thousands of trees bloom in the east wind and stars are everywhere. BMW carved cars are full of incense. Phoenix moves, jade pots shine, and fish dragons dance all night.

When I looked back, the man was there, dimly lit.

"Health check? Yuanxi

Ouyang Xiu

Last year's Lantern Festival, the flower market was full of lights, with willow tips on the moon and people around dusk.

On the Lantern Festival on the fifteenth day of the first month of this year, the moonlight and lights are still the same as last year. See last year, tears Man Chun shirt sleeve.

Changshui Zhi Zhu's Ci

Huang xieqing

Silkworm eggs must be taught to find four sleeps, and mulberries must buy fresh branches.

Silkworms sleep in the old boudoir of Sanghong, and the night lights make cocoons.

Endless desire

Qin Guan

Tieweng City is high, Garlic Mountain is wide, and Ganyun is twelve stories high.

Wait for the bright moon, cover the foil cloak and still illuminate Yangzhou.

Zimmernantou, remember the title of the song, and the township number is gentle.

Who is the blue boat, leaning against the Qingxi and thinking about the shade of flowers?

I miss Qin Xian, feel deeply moved by Jingfu, and look at her with a little sadness.

Diligent ruler, Nai Pisces, difficult to cross Guazhou.

Xiao Jian was ashamed that Pan Diandian and Wu Shuang were getting thicker and thicker.

Fortunately, Fei and Yuanyang are not old and should not be sad for autumn.

There is a sweet smell around us.

Qin Guan

The mountain rubs Wei Yun, the sky sticks to the grass,

Draw a corner and knock down the door.

Suspend the collection, and talk about * * * leading away from the statue.

How many things have happened in Penglai,

Looking back on the past, there is a lot of gloom.

Outside the setting sun, 10,000 points west of Western jackdaw, flowing water around the lonely village.

Ecstasy, at this moment,

The sachet is dark and the ribbon is light.

Win a brothel and give her a fickle fate.

When can I see you here?

There are crying marks on the inner sleeve and the air.

At the scene of the injury, the tall building was broken and the lights were dim.

Nangezi

Qin Guan

Jade leaks all the way, and silver is faint.

I didn't fully wake up from my dream.

I have been urged by my neighbor's chicken, afraid of dawn.

The makeup on the arm is still there, and the tears are still on the chest.

The lights at the water's edge are fading.

There are hooks in the sky and three stars.

Gu Wu street performers

Get off and go to the supermarket. The sun is shining.

The west wind is blowing and the music is melodious.

Searching for sound will turn three times, and you will see the residual English in the distance.

Sitting in the wind under the tree, the clothes are simple and peaceful.

Five fingers and six strings, hearing and seeing clearly.

Play and sing by yourself, Maixia Harmonica Horizontal Edition.

Toe black and white keys, a bowl of piano and.

Thousands of people have seen it before, and how many have leaned over?

The things in the bowl sparkled sporadically.

If you have less money, you will be unhappy. If you are joking, you will speak loudly.

Tao Ran didn't come here alone to make a living.

The world has pity on my suffering, and I have pity on the world.

I was so lame that I sighed and was surprised at first sight.

Three years later, I walked with Japanese leaders.

I can't help thinking that when I look back, I will see Shan Qing.

The vast sky is like washing, Wan Li is cloudless in Wan Liqing.

The sentence about street is 1. Night is like a thick inkstone, too deep to melt. ...

2. What's it like to stand on the deserted roadside? I suddenly feel wronged and want to cry. So I hurried home and saw my parents talking while watching TV, and my heart was quiet again.

The cruelty and deception of feelings have always made me strong, no longer timid, no longer afraid to give up easily, and no longer give up easily.

At first, I wanted to hide myself in an empty corner so that I could burst into tears without scruple.

A person walks in the dark street, leaving only himself and his shadow under the dim light.

6. When the night started, people were already asleep. In a quiet and peaceful atmosphere, snow-white angels slowly fall from the night sky. Light snow and dance music came in the evening.

7. The night sky is like a navy curtain, dotted with sparkling stars, which makes people deeply intoxicated.

8. The winter is proud of the snow, and a plum blossom is Qing Xiang. The falling snow is fluttering, and it seems to shine with the glory of winter in a trance.

9. Autumn comes quietly, with a cool chill, rolling up lonely leaves and guiding them back to the earth.

10. When I came back from that street, I found what a nice place this street was. Quiet, few people, the road is not wide, both sides are old buildings, and it is cool. Walk slowly, and the whole person can calm down.

7. Describe the ancient poems with clean streets, and suddenly you find that the golden seal drives Zhu Jun away, so don't listen to Xiao Yan. Although the fairy came from the sky for a while,

Being in Chiquan is a deep kindness. Yuhuan Qingyuan platform sits, and copper columns are decorated with high-pressure Haimen.

A song of sorrow is scattered, and He Lao is a tree in Beitangxuan.

Modern poems describing busy streets;

I look back frequently in the vast sea of people, for fear of missing your amorous feelings.

How many desires and hopes are hidden?

In the dark night, the lights danced with neon lights.

You can listen to your favorite music again, but the feeling of happiness is hard to repeat.

I am on a bus from the east to the west of this city.

Reading the charm of the bustling market at night in the bumps

Couples embraced gracefully by the roadside.

The narrow carriage isolated all this.

Where is my corner?

Your black hair shines like a waterfall.

Your eyes are clear and sparkling.

Your delicate pink skin like hers constitutes your bright moon-like face.

Your elegant little gesture is like a willow in the spring breeze.

The vast sky, a crescent moon rises, empty, faint, hazy, if nothing. ...

Moon Dream, Leng Yue, Clear Moon, Bright Moon, Dark Moon, Moon Love, Moon Setting and Moon Soul.

With crying, dreaming, kissing the bow and strings.

It's a long way to go, Xiu Yuan Xi, and infinite thoughts are still floating. Where is the other side of the soul?