100 popular and memorable ancient poems.

The foot of my bed is shining so brightly. Is there frost already?

I looked up at the moon and looked down, feeling nostalgic.

Li Bai: Resentment

How beautiful she is, opening the pearly window sash, how quietly she leans against it, and how troubled her forehead is! .

You can see the bright tears on her cheeks now, but you can't see the man she loves so much?

Du Fu: Eight Arrays

During the Three Kingdoms period, you made unparalleled achievements, and you gained a permanent reputation by invading.

This river won't divert the stones from your disposal, and you will always regret that you will destroy Wu's unwise.

Wang Zhihuan: At the Heron Villa.

The sun sets slowly near the western hills, and the Yellow River flows into the East China Sea.

By going up one flight of stairs, look further.

Liu Changqing: Send Che Ling.

Blue chikurinji, near the distant bell in the middle of the night.

The sunset with a hat gradually returned to Qingshan.

Liu Changqing: Playing the piano.

The lyre plays a cool tune and listens carefully, like a tumbling pine tree.

Although I like this ancient song very much, most people don't play it today.

Liu Changqing: Send someone over.

Can floating clouds and storks become tenants of our world? !

Please don't buy a famous mountain, it's a world-famous place.

W: Autumn night sends a message to autumn.

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.

Li Duan: Listen to Zheng.

Jin Su's guzheng makes a beautiful sound, and the beauty of guzheng sits in front of the jade house.

Trying to please Zhou Lang as much as possible, you see she deliberately dialed the wrong string.

Wang Jian: the new bride

Come to the kitchen three days after the wedding and wash your hands to make soup.

I don't know the taste of mother-in-law. Let's make the taste of good sister-in-law first.

Quan Deyu: Yutai.

My belt was loosened last night, and today [Happy Insect] is not.

This is my pigment, this is my powder, welcome to put on my shackles again.

Liu Zongyuan: Jiang Xue

There are no birds flying over those mountains, and there are no traces of people in those paths.

A boat on the river, a fisherman wearing his webworm moth; Fishing alone is not afraid of snow and ice.

Yuan Zhen: Palace

In the empty and desolate old palace, there is only the lonely brilliant red of Hua Gong.

Several white-haired footmen were sitting around talking about the emperor of the Tang Dynasty.

Bai Juyi: A suggestion for my friend Liu.

There is a glimmer of green in the old bottle and a hint of red in the quiet stove.

With dusk and snow coming, how about a glass of wine?

Zhang Hu: He Manzi

A maid-in-waiting lived 1000 miles away from home for twenty years.

However, ask her for this song and use the first few words of this song to see how she tries to hold back her tears.

Li Shangyin: Leyou Tomb

In the evening, I was unhappy and drove to Gu.

Sunset, infinitely beautiful, only near dusk.

Jia Dao: An absent note.

When I asked your students under a pine tree, "my teacher," he replied, "went to pick herbs."

However, through these clouds, how can I know which corner of the mountain it is facing? .

Li Pin: Crossing the Han River

Far from home, I am eager for news, one winter after another, one spring after another.

The closer I get to my hometown, the more timid I am, afraid to inquire about people from home.

Jin Changxu: Spring resentment.

Get rid of the oriole, get rid of all the music on the tree.

They woke her up when she dreamed that she went to meet him in Liaoxi camp.

Sivo: Shu Gesong

The Big Dipper is high in the night sky; Night in Gotham, with swords and fierce guards.

Today, the Tubo people who breed horses only dare to look into the distance; They dare not go south and cross Lintao County.

Cui Hao: One of the songs of Chang Gan.

Tell me, where do you live? Near here, next to the fishing pond? .

Let's catch our boat together and see if we belong to the same town. ..

Cui Hao: The Song of Chang Gan II

My home is near Jiujiang, often near Jiujiang.

You and me, we were both born in Chang Gan, you and me! It's a pity that we have never met.

Li Bai: Yu Ban complains

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.

Land theory: one of the four sediments.

Wear a golden mother-in-law arrow made of carved feathers, and the flagpole rtsa forms a dovetail arc.

A man stood up and gave a new order. A thousand battalions were shouting.

Lu Lun: The second of four kinds of sediments.

In the dark forest, the grass was suddenly blown by the wind, and the wind was rustling. The general thought that the beast was coming and immediately pulled out the arrow.

Dawn went to look for the arrow, which had gone deep into the edge of the stone.

Land theory: the third of the four sediments.

That night, the black geese flew very high, and Khan quietly escaped during the night.

I was about to lead the light cavalry to catch up when the snow fell full of bows and knives.

Land theory: the fourth of four sediments.

Let the feast begin in the wild camp! Let the bugle call our victory! .

Get drunk, shining golden dancing, jubilant thunder shaking the surrounding mountains and rivers.

Li Yi: Jiangnan Qu

Since I married a Qutang businessman, he has not kept his promise every day.

If I thought the tide was so regular, I might choose a boy by the river.

Ho: Go back to my hometown to write a book.

Young people leave home, old people return, and the local accent has not changed.

Where do children come from when they meet strangers?

Zhang Xu: Taohuaxi

A high bridge appeared on the clouds and asked the fishing boats in the rocks.

Peach blossoms follow the running water all day. Where is the cave in Qingxi?

Wang Wei: My holiday in the mountains reminded me of my brothers in Shandong.

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.

Wang Changling: I broke up with Xin Jian at Furong Inn.

Misty rain enveloped Wu's day overnight; Send you in the morning, lonely and sad in Chushan!

Friends, if my friends in Luoyang invite me; Just say I'm still Bing Xin Okho, and stick to my faith!

Wang Changling: It's always in my heart.

A young woman in the boudoir will never be sad; Spring came dressed up and boarded Chui Building alone.

Suddenly I saw the green willows, and I felt uncomfortable; Oh, I regret that I shouldn't have asked my husband to find Hou Feng.

Wang Changling: erotic music.

Last night, the spring breeze blew the peach blossoms in the well, and the moon in front of Weiyang Palace hung high in the sky.

Pingyang's geisha was attracted by the emperor, who gave her a brocade robe in the cold weather outside the curtain.

William Wang: Liangzhou Ci

Wine luminous glass, want to drink pipa, hurry up immediately.

Don't laugh when you are drunk on the battlefield. How many people fought in ancient times?

Li Bai: Farewell to Meng Haoran on the way to Yangzhou.

Old friends frequently waved to me, bid farewell to the Yellow Crane Tower, and traveled to Yangzhou in this beautiful spring filled with catkins and flowers.

Sailing alone in the blue sky, I can see the Yangtze River flowing in the sky.

Li Bai: Xiajiangling

Early in the morning, I bid farewell to Jiangling city, which is high into the sky, thousands of miles away, and the boat is only one day away.

The cries of apes on both sides of the strait are still unconsciously crowing in their ears, and the canoe has passed the heavy green hills.

Cen Can: Go to the capital to meet the emissary.

The distance from the east home is very long, and the tears are wet and the sleeves are still flowing.

I'll meet you immediately, without paper and pen. Please tell my family that I'm safe.

Du Fu: Meeting Li Guinian Downstream.

In the Qi family, I often see your performances; Before urging the wine hall, I praised your art many times.

Never thought, in this Jiangnan scenic area; It is the season of falling flowers, and I can meet you, an old acquaintance.

W: It's in Chuzhou by Xixi.

Alone, grass grows by the stream, and orioles sing on the trees.

The spring tide brought the rain late and urgent, and there was no boat on the wild crossing.

Zhang Ji: Night parking near Fengqiao.

Crows fell on the moon, crowed coldly, slept on maple trees, and slept in fishing lanes by the river.

In the lonely Hanshan Temple outside Suzhou, the bell that rang in the middle of the night reached the passenger ship.

Han □: Cold food

In late spring, Chang 'an city is full of songs and dances, and countless flowers fall. The east wind of the Cold Food Festival blows on the willow trees in the royal garden.

As night fell, the palace was busy lighting candles, and smoke drifted to the house of the prince and the marquis.

Liu: Moonlit night.

The moonlight is deeper than half a house, and the big dipper is withered south.

Tonight, through the green screen window, I know that spring is warm and the sound of insects is fresh.

Liu: Spring resentment.

The sun is shining outside the screen window, and dusk is coming; Lock the gorgeous house, no one sees my sad tears.

The courtyard is lonely and the spring scenery is dying; Pear flower falls, close the door.

Liu: Collecting grievances

Every year, after the defenders defend Huang Jinhe, hand knives waving whips keep ringing day and night.

In the late spring when it snows heavily, the Great Wall, a journey across the Yellow River and around Montenegro.

Gu Kuang: Gong Ci

Jade tower rises into the sky and plays bursts of music; The wind blows in the palace with the wind and goes with it.

The moon palace moves, only listening to the monotonous ticking of the night leak; Rolling up the crystal curtains, I seem to be close to the Milky Way.

Li Yi: Listen to the flute on the wall of Shouxiang at night.

The sand in front of Lefeng is as white as snow, and the moonlight outside the city is like autumn frost.

I don't know where the bleak reed flute blows and I look at my hometown all night.

Liu Yuxi: Wuyi Lane

There are some weeds blooming by the Suzaku Bridge, and there is only sunset at the corner of Wuyi Lane.

Swallows under the eaves of Wang Dao and Xie An have now flown into the homes of ordinary people.

Liu Yuxi: The Word of Spring

It's a good day to make up the new Red Mansion and have a deep garden.

Go to the court and look up at the new flowers. Dragonflies fly to the head of Hosta.

Bai Juyi: harem ci

Tears wet Luo Jin's dream of not being able to sleep. Late at night, I heard a rhythmic song coming from the lobby.

Beauty is not old, has lost the elegance of the king, and sat on warm clothes until dawn.

Zhang Hu: For my wife.

The moonlight shone from the palace to the palace tree, and only the nest in the nest was seen in front of me.

By the light of the lamp, I plucked the Hosta and carried the flame of the lamp to rescue the flame moth.

Zhang Hu: One of the Two Poems of Ji Ling Station.

The sun shines obliquely on the platform, and the mangroves bloom.

Last night, the emperor newly awarded □ ("Bamboo Head Record"), and Tai Zhen entered the curtain with a smile.

Zhang Hu: The second of two songs in GV.

Mrs. Guo thanked the master and rode into the palace gate.

But I don't think the color is dirty, and it is supreme to sweep the eyebrows.

Zhang Hu: At Nanjing Ferry.

Spending the night on the mountain at Jinling Ferry, trouble sleeping, is full of dreams about home and mother.

The hazy moon is setting, and Guazhou is on the other side of the spark.

Zhu Qingyu: Gong Ci

The flowers are in full bloom, but the palace is closed; Beautiful ladies-in-waiting, standing on the porch watching spring.

County magistrate Liu, everyone wants to talk about the sadness in the palace. No one dares to reveal his depression in front of the parrot.

Zhu Qingyu: On the eve of the government's assessment of Secretary Zhang.

Last night, the candles in the bridal chamber were lit all night, waiting for dawn to worship the parents-in-law.

Make-up whispered to her husband, is thrush fashionable or not?

Tu Mu: Before going to Wuxing, I climbed the Leyou Tomb.

In the Qing dynasty, the taste was incompetent, and he loved lonely clouds in leisure and monks in peace.

I want to send the crowd to the rivers and seas, and I want to look up at Zhaoling in Leyuan Scenic Area.

Du Mu: Chibi

If I don't sell the broken halberd, I'll wash it and recognize the former dynasty.

If Dongfeng doesn't go with Zhou Lang, the copper finches on the Second Bridge will sell well in spring.

Du Mu: Bo Qinhuai

Smoke cage cold water moon cage sand, night parking near Qinhuai restaurant.

Businessmen don't know how to hate their country, but they still sing "backyard flowers" across the river.

Du Mu: A letter to Han Chuo, the magistrate of Yangzhou.

Castle peak is vaguely green water thousands of miles away, and the vegetation in the south of the Yangtze River has not withered in autumn.

The bright moonlight on the 24 th Bridge is a clear night. Where do you teach blowjobs?

Du Mu: Send a message.

Down and out, rivers and lakes carry restaurants, and Chu has a thin waist and a light palm.

Yangzhou's ten years, like a dream, wake up, but in the brothel women this is a fickle reputation.

Du Mu: Autumn Xi

In the autumn night, candlelight reflected the screen, and Fan slapped the fireflies with his hand.

Day and night are as cool as water. Sit and watch the morning glory and Vega.

Du Mu: One of Two Farewell Songs

Thirteen years have passed, cardamom in early February.

In Yangzhou, the spring breeze blows all over Sanli Long Street. With beaded curtains, no one can match her beauty.

Du Mu: The second of two farewells.

Getting together seems to be painting, but it is ruthless; I just feel that the wine has to smile and keep silent.

The candle on the table lit the heart, and it also saw the parting; You see, it shed tears for us and flowed to the morning.

Du Mu: Jinguyuan

The bustling past is gone with the fragrance of dust; The water is ruthless, and weeds are green every year until spring.

The birds groaned, and night came with the sound of the east wind; Falling flowers are as beautiful as green beads falling from upstairs.

Li Shangyin: A short message to a friend in the north on a rainy night

When you ask about the return date, it's hard to say, evening rain, Manqiuchi.

When * * * cut the candle at the west window, but talk about the rain at night?

Letter from Li Shangyin to Secretary Ling Huchong

Song has been away from Shu for a long time, and the two carp already have paper and pens.

Please don't ask me about the joys and sorrows of Lao Liangyuan; I am like a disease in the autumn rain, Sima Xiangru.

Li Shangyin: For you.

The beauty behind the mica screen is particularly beautiful, but it is too cold for a short time in winter in Beijing.

Married a high-ranking official's husband for no reason, not loving warm incense, but wanting to ascend the throne early.

Li Shangyin: Sui Palace

Who will save the admonition book if you go south on impulse without martial law?

During the spring outing, the national scissors are made of silk, half of them are mud and half are sails.

Li Shangyin: Yaochi

The Queen Mother of the West opened the window on the Yaochi; The voice of bamboo songs is very sad.

Eight gentlemen went to Wan Li three times, why didn't you come back?

Li Shangyin: Chang 'e

The mica screen is deeply shaded by candles, and the long river is gradually falling.

Chang 'e, I must regret eating the elixir, and now I am alone, in the blue sky, singing every night.

Li Shangyin: Jia Sheng

The propaganda room invited the sages to meet the ministers, and Jia was even more incoherent.

Poor midnight is unprecedented, Mo Wen people ask ghosts and gods!

Wen: Yao is an angry youth.

It is also difficult to dream in a cold bed on an autumn night, and the sky blue is like water and clouds like sand at night.

The geese fly away from the bamboo lodge, and the moon is empty on the twelfth floor.

Zheng Yi: Maweipo

Xuanzong Yang Guifei returned to Chang 'an Yang, the dragon was dead, and the country with unforgettable old feelings began to revitalize.

After all, this is a sacred thing. Who is Jing Yang Gong Jing?

Han □: It's already cold.

Blue and dry embroidered curtains hang down, and scarlet screens are painted with broken branches.

Eight-foot dragon must have square brocade mattress, when it is cold and not cold.

Wei Zhuang: Tu Jinling.

The rain is falling, the grass is falling, and the birds of the Six Dynasties are singing.

Ruthlessness is a willow in Taicheng, but it is still a smoke cage.

Chen Tao: Longxi Line

Tang Jun men and women fought the Huns to the death, and 5,000 troops in robes were killed in Chen Hu.

Poor bones by the river, still dreaming of boudoir!

Zhang Mi: From

Don't dream of thanking, wandering under the railing of the small corridor.

Only the spring moon in the sky is the most affectionate, and it also shines on the courtyard flowers for the people.

Anonymous: Miscellaneous Poetry

Eat all the cold rain, grass and grass, and take the wind of wheat seedlings to Liu Ying levee.

When there is no home to go home, the cuckoo will cry in her ear.

Wang Wei: Weicheng District

The rain in Weicheng is light 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 loved ones when they go out to Yang Guan in the west.

Wang Wei: Nocturnal in Autumn

At the beginning of the month, the moon rises, the autumn tea is thin, and the thin silk gown does not change clothes.

Andrew worked hard all night, but she was afraid to leave the room and couldn't bear to go back!

Wang Changling: Long letters and complaints.

The broom opens the golden palace, and the round fan lingers.

A beautiful face is not as beautiful as a crow, and it can also bring the shadow of Zhaoyang Hall.

Wang Changling: Out of the Woods.

It is still the moon and border pass in Qin and Han dynasties, and the enemy has fought a protracted war.

But let Longcheng fly and don't teach Huma to cross the Yinshan Mountain!

Wang Zhihuan: Out of the Woods.

The Yellow River is getting farther and farther away, because it flows in the middle of the Yellow River, and Yumenguan is located on a lonely mountain.

Why should a strong brother complain about willow? The spring breeze does not pass through Yumen Pass.

Li Bai: One of the Trilogy of Qingping Tune

Beautiful people who see the bright clouds, think of their clothes and see flowers come to see them.

If Yushan didn't see her, it would be Yaochi meeting under the moon.

Li Bai: The Second Trilogy of Qingpingdiao

A red dew is fragrant, and the rain is heartbroken.

Excuse me, who looks like Han Palace? The poor swallow leans against her new makeup.

Li Bai: The Third Trilogy of Qingpingdiao

The beauty of beauty and red peony complement each other, and beauty and long flowers are king.

Explain that it is infinitely hateful, and Shen Xiangting is north.

Du Qiuniang: Witch hazel.

I advise you not to cherish noble Yi, and I advise you to cherish youth.

Flowers can be folded straight, don't wait until there are no flowers!