Poems praising Mao Dujuan

A poem about Mao Dujuan 1. A famous poem about Du Fu.

1. A letter to Wei Shi Li in Tang Dynasty

Towering mountains, towering trees, cuckoo singing in the depths of Qian Shan.

The spring rain in the mountains has not stopped all night, and the trees on the treetops are spring.

Han women work hard to weave taxes, while Ba people rarely compete for fields.

I hope you will carry forward Wen Weng's achievements, make persistent efforts and forge ahead.

Wanhe ancient trees are towering, and cuckoos crow in the depths of Qian Shan.

The spring rain in the mountains has not stopped all night, and hundreds of springs are flowing at the top of the trees.

Women in China have worked hard to pay taxes on weaving, while Pakistanis have fought for less lawsuits.

I hope you will carry forward Wen Weng's achievements and work hard to repay the sages.

2. "Look at Xuancheng/Zigui Rhododendron" Li Bai in Tang Dynasty

Shu has heard of Zigui bird and Xuancheng has seen azaleas.

One is called, one is ileum, one is broken, and March is three memories.

I have seen rhododendrons in Shu and rhododendrons in Xuancheng.

Once a cuckoo cries, my tears flow once and my heart is broken. Spring is bright in March, and I always talk about the No.3 bus in my hometown.

3. Li He's Song of Picking a Jade Girl in the Tang Dynasty

Pick jade, pick jade, and make a lewd step.

I'm worried about the hungry dragon. Blue Creek is not innocent.

The rain eats seeds at night, and the cuckoo is full of blood and tears.

The water of the blue stream hates strangers, and the stream is hated for thousands of years.

The wind and rain are whistling on the sloping mountain cypress, and the rope is hanging at the foot of the spring.

The village is cold and white, missing the baby, and hanging grass on the ancient stone platform.

Migrant workers are constantly picking jade. What they want to pick is precious water. It's just carved on ladies' jewelry to dress up ladies.

The old man was hungry and cold to pick jade, which made the dragon in the water feel sad. The blue stream has also become turbid.

On the wild mountain in the dark, the old man had to eat hazelnuts. Cuckoo groaned and cried blood, just like the old man's sad tears.

The deep and dangerous blue stream devoured many jade miners alive. Even after thousands of years, ghosts buried in the water still hate Blue Creek.

On the steep slope, cypress trees roar and the wind is crazy and the rain is urgent. The old man tied a rope around his waist, hanging from the foot of the mountain to the bottom of the blue stream.

Mentally, I miss the hut in the cold village, and the weak girls are crying. Looking at the grass hanging on the cliff steps, the old man felt sad.

4. Jinse by Li Shangyin in Tang Dynasty

I want to know why my Jinse has fifty strings, and each string has a youthful interval.

Zhuangzi daydreaming, a saint, was bewitched by butterflies, and cuckoo crowed in the imperial spring.

Mermaids shed pearl-like tears on the moon-green sea, and the blue fields breathed their jade to the sun.

A moment that should last forever has come and gone before I know it.

There are twenty-five strings in Thuben, but this poem was written after Li Shangyin's wife died, so fifty strings have the meaning of broken strings, but even so, every string and syllable of it is enough to express the yearning for that wonderful time.

Zhuang Zhou actually knows that he is just a butterfly yearning for freedom. Wang Di's beautiful heart and behavior can move Du Fu.

The shadow of the bright moon on the sea turned into tears like pearls. Only then can Lantian in another place produce something as beautiful as smoke.

Those beautiful things and years can only stay in memories. At that time, those people thought those things were just ordinary, but they didn't know how to cherish them.

5. "Midnight Song jathyapple" He Zhu in the Song Dynasty

In the middle of the night, the atrium just shines with pear blossoms and snowy moons. Pear blossom and snowy moon, sad, cuckoo crying blood.

How should the prince and grandson say goodbye? Swallow goodbye, stop running water and sob for others.

In the middle of the night, the moonlight shines on the pear flowers in the courtyard like snow in winter, and the feeling of lovesickness is endless, which makes people sad, and Du Like cries blood. Why haven't the vagrant heard from you? At that time, I held back my tears and said goodbye to you on the path in Sang Rou. Only the running water in the tap seems to know my heart, making a gurgling sound, as if crying for me.

6. Jinling Post Wen Tianxiang in Song Dynasty

The grass leaves the palace and turns to the morning glow. What makes a lonely cloud?

The mountains and rivers are the same, but the people in the city are different.

Reed flowers grow old with me everywhere. Who will fly next to the swallows in my hometown?

From now on, I will leave Jiangnan Road and become a crow with blood.

Wan Li Jin 'ou lost his strength and his clothes hung upside down.

The blood in Du Yu's voice is empty, and his beard is half removed.

When I am old, the autumn wind blows me evil, and I dream back to the cold moon to shine on people.

The success or failure of the Millennium is dust, which makes people talk.

Where is your home in the palace full of weeds in the sunset?

The great rivers and mountains of the motherland are no different from the original ones, and the people have become subjects of alien rule.

The reed flowers on the ground are as old as me, the people are displaced and the country is dead.

Now I have to leave this familiar old place, and there is no hope of returning to the south. Let my soul come back after my death!

The decline of Jiangshan lies in the lack of grand plans. Even Emperor Deyou knelt down to the aliens, just like mud falling from the sky.

Deyou is the king of national subjugation. Even if the cuckoo cried his mouth out, he was homeless and the little emperor died.

People are old, and the autumn wind makes me feel distressed. I woke up in a dream, and Leng Yue shone on the lonely people.

In the long river of history, a moment's success or failure is nothing. The most noteworthy thing is that people praise themselves as gentlemen.

2. Jiayuguan Poetry

Poems describing Jiayuguan

Guan Shanyue

(Li Bai)

A bright moon rises from Qilian Mountain and crosses the vast sea of clouds.

The mighty wind blew Wan Li and crossed Yumen Pass.

At that time, Han soldiers pointed at the mountain road, and Tubo coveted the vast territory of Qinghai.

This is a land of wars in past dynasties, and few soldiers can survive.

The garrison soldier looked at the remote border town, and his hometown could not help but look sad.

The soldier's wife looked at the tower and lamented when she would see her relatives far away.

Out of the Fortress-Wang Zhihuan

The Yellow River is far above the white clouds.

Wan Ren is an isolated city.

Why should a strong brother complain about willow?

The spring breeze does not pass through Yumen Pass.

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Su Hu

The arrows of the Han family set Tianshan Mountain, and fireworks set Wan Li.

After the invitation, the general returned to Yumenguan.

When the clouds sink, the demon spirit breaks, and the snow shines back to the middle of the exploration.

These five baits were all made by Wang Daosheng, and they were not castrated at all.

Smelling the ancient Guan Yu in the mountains and seas, I have a broad vision today; Tao Hong stretches as far as the eye can see, and it is difficult to cross a cliff for thousands of miles.

There is a dark snow-capped mountain in Qinghai, with long white clouds and a lonely city looking at Yumenguan. (Wang Changling: "Seven Military Services")

Looking at Qilian at a glance, Qifeng is high in the sky. Going west to Jiayu, there is no Qingyun. (Ming. Chen Yi, Qilian Mountain)

Gucci. Jiayuguan in Wang Qiu

The yellow rain on the border urges the frost and autumn, and the yellow flowers splash incense for the wild.

The most spectacular is the world, with long smoke gathering in the clouds.

Langtaosha Jiayuguan

Snow dancing, low freezing clouds, changing bears. The eaves are heavier than the sky. Tiema Glacier smells the bucket, and the wind pulls the standard.

Enjoy a brick and a mud, and look at Anxi in the distance. There were few travelers on the ancient Silk Road. Looking for a hermit in Kunlun Mountain in my dream, and then talking about Zen machine.

Seven wonders. Yongjia yuguan

Guanshan competes for supremacy between the north and the south, and the clouds press the peaks.

At dusk, Yan returned home late, complaining about locking the two doors and singing the desert wind.

Antiques. Jiayuguan Yin (two songs)

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Qiudeng Jiayuguan

The sky is high and the clouds are far away

Looking up at the ancient pass

You Zhuang Ling style noodles

Pick up the arrow

Feel cold

Yiwu ancient world

My mind is at a loss.

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The vast Gobi is endless.

I don't want my guests to be moved to tears.

Admire the writing style of the sages.

The sunset in the camel bell is round.

Lv Qi. Yongjia yuguan

Populus euphratica is old, its leaves are still green, and Elaeagnus angustifolia is full of fragrance.

Planting willows deceives the desert, and Chifeng Wan Li comes to the "Great Wall".

Steel flowers are more beautiful than spring flowers. Is Gu Yue on now?

Modaoxi River is bitter, and the balcony blocks clouds everywhere!

Break up the team. Visit Jiayuguan

The Great Wall of Wan Li starts from the west and locks the key at the border.

Hanging wall into the mountains, riding a whip pier.

Light hoof and heavy mark.

Drums are drumming and sounds are joyful.

Heaven and earth wait and see the strange array, and the iron horse is full of momentum.

The soul of a brave man on the battlefield.

Bu operator. Jiayuguan

Baizhang Xiong Wei Pass,

There are stars in the corner of the building.

The Great Wall of Wan Li is far away.

Clouds are flying on the wall.

The moon in autumn night is like a hook.

Wind and snow stay together.

In the past, I stopped watching it.

Mud flute willow

3. Mei Xue's poems

1. For the sake of spring, Xue Mei refused to surrender, and the poet stopped writing and began to comment on this chapter. The snow in Mei Xu Xun is three points white, but the snow has lost a kind of plum fragrance.

2. There are some plums in the corner, and Ling cold opens them alone. It is not enough to know the snow from a distance, because it has a faint fragrance.

All fragrant people shake off their beauty and bring all the amorous feelings to the small garden. "Mottled shadows hang obliquely on the clear shallow water, and their fragrance spreads peacefully in the moonlight dusk."

4. The frost bird wants to get a glimpse first, and the pink butterfly seems to be dead. Fortunately, there are micro songs to compare, and there is no need for sandalwood gold bottles.

All the trees are frozen and ready to fold, but the lonely roots are warm and lonely. Snow covered the village. Last night, flowers were in full bloom in the snow.

6. The wind is fragrant and the birds are dull. If you obey the law next year, it will first be reflected in Chuntai.

7. It is difficult to draw a picture alone when counting calyx with snow at first. There is rhyme in the fragrance, which is extremely cold.

8. flute and anxiety, oblique skills according to the disease. Against the wind, if solved, it is easy to destroy.

9. The snow in Jiangnan and Jiangbei is long. The way you walked into the sky, when I saw the snow falling at dusk, I came back.

4. Search: A poem about swimming in the Yangtze River

The surging river flows eastward, and those heroes of the past are gone forever. Su Shi's Niannujiao Chibi Nostalgia.

The stars leaned down from the clearing, and the moon came running from the river.

Leaves fall like the waves of a waterfall, and I watch the long river always roll on Du Fu and climb up the mountain.

The lonely sail is far away, but I can send Meng Haoran to Guangling in the sky of the Yangtze River.

Tianmen breaks the Chu River, and Higashi Shimizu flows back to Li Baiwang Tianmen Mountain.

The mountain is flat and primitive, and the river flows into the river (Li Bai's "Seeing Friends Off at Jingmen Ferry")

References:

"The mountain is flat and primitive, and the river goes around the wilderness"-(Tang) Li Bai

"This water runs through the heavens and the earth, and the mountains are there but not there." Du Fu (Tang Dynasty)

"Long waves push forward waves, and even the mountains are cracked"-[Tang] Bai Juyi.

"The mountain is flat and primitive, and the river goes around the wilderness"-(Tang) Li Bai

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5. Huangqiao Poetry

Glossary of words for closing dusk

Words describing dusk are:

The sunset glow is colorful and mottled with light and shadow. The sunset glow drops a little, and the sunset in the west is like blood, filled with smoke. The bird returns to the lantern in Hualin. At the beginning of the night, the sun sets, and the sun sets. The sun is setting all over the sky. The setting sun is melting gold, the setting sun is getting thinner, and the setting sun is getting thinner in Sang Yu. The west wind is fading, and the twilight is boundless.

Poems describing dusk are:

1, with the twilight shadow in my heart, I have driven ahead in Leyou tombs. Sunset, infinitely beautiful, only near dusk.

2. When Jiang Hui saw the flower watch, he knew it was at the west gate of Xunyang. Or go to a lonely boat for three or four miles, and the hookah sand rain will come to dusk.

3. Xilong instruments are quiet and the bells and drums are long. Who is the companion sitting alone at dusk? Wei Zihua versus Ziweilang.

At dusk, Nansha ebbs, the moonlight is covered with sand, and autumn snow is falling. Hydrology is neither smoky nor swaying, and the plain is cold and empty.

5. The art gallery is singing and dancing, and the club goes to the club to see it. The dragon is the companion of Jiang Loushi, but he still needs to lean on the fence at dusk.

6. In front of the independent Buddhist temple at dusk, there are trees and cicadas all over the ground. Generally, the heart is always bitter at four o'clock, and the time of heartache is autumn.

7, the ancient locust smoke is sparse and sad, independent dusk. Looking south, a flock of new geese went to Tingzhou.

8, the fog is thick and the clouds are light and always sad, the mind is refreshed, and the golden beast disappears. The festival is also a double ninth festival, and the jade pillow gauze kitchen is half cold at night. Dongli drinks until dusk, and faint chrysanthemum fragrance overflows his sleeves. Do not die. West wind blinds, people are thinner than yellow flowers.

The sentences describing dusk are:

1, the sunset left a long shadow, a piece of blood red. ..... The sky soon darkened, grape-colored dusk, purple dusk. Covered with citrus forests and narrow Gua Tian; The sun is a kind of squeezed grape purple mixed with burgundy red.

2. Every evening, the thick and heavy clouds in the sky can only be blown into crimson clouds with a little gap in the sunset, just like a fish rolling golden scales occasionally in the rough sea.

There is always a smell of cooking smoke in the evening air, mixed with all kinds of dishes on the warm table, and mixed into a special taste. This taste is not only an olfactory experience, but also a tactile and psychological experience. Always warm, practical and reunion.

The sky is getting dark and the sunset is like blood, slowly covering the whole xx Mountain. There is only a sunset glow on the horizon. He stood at the top of the mountain, and the breeze passed by him. Although it is summer, he still feels a little chilly. He stood there quietly, saying nothing, as if nothing existed.

There is always no sense of demarcation at night. God, whether it's black or not; The light, should I turn it on or not? Should the curtains be closed or not?

6. The sun has passed through at night.

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