A poem about trembling

Yongfeng Li Shimin

The depression began to end and fade.

Su Xiang's "Thoughts on Spring in the Main Book of Hedu"

The wind is blowing, and English has accumulated.

"Cold Night Smells Frost Bells" Zuo Zheng

No rest at midnight.

"Harmony lyrics? Lotus picking song "Xu Yanbo"

The closer my home is to the water, the more smoke I throw my boat into the river.

"Miscellaneous songs?" Wang Ya, Chunjiang District

Shake Jiang Chun and you will see Bai Ping.

"Miscellaneous songs?" December music speech? "Li He, March!

Uniformed prostitutes sweep away moths and wave flags to warm the city.

"Cross wind song? Li Bai, folding willow

The weeping willows brush the green water, shaking the east wind year.

Li Bai, see two poems by Wei who joined the army and moved to Dongyang.

Holding hands, he rocked the boat into Xin 'an on New Year's Day.

Li Bai, Princess Yu Zhen, wrote two poems for Wei Wei and Zhang Qing.

I brush my clothes and dangle around Cangzhou.

Li Bai, to Qiu Pu Liu Shaofu.

Shake the pen to see the white clouds, and pull open the curtain implicitly.

Li Bai, presented to Zhao Shi, brother of Xuanzhou Chang.

Shake the pen and wind and frost, push the true love.

Li Bai's Zen Room with Friends and Cenlun

ChanJuan floating on the moon, shaking the bright laurel water cloud.

"Send Dangtu Zhao Shaofu to Luchang" Li Bai

Shake your fan and go to the restaurant with crab claws.

Li Bai, Sima Zuo, ask Yang to take my brother to Changyong and Poyang.

Shake the fan, the water pavilion is cool.

Li Bai's "Water Army Banquet Wei Sima Lou Watching Prostitutes on Board"

Sailing in the air, clear water with the wind.

Li Bai's "Jingmen looking straight at Shu water"

The mountains on both sides of the strait start from the water, and the land of Jingzhou is flush with the land, but the water vapor of Chu is transpiration, and the towering clouds sway.

2. Poems and idioms of "Rambling, Breaking the Window" and "The Rhyme of Wang Yun" (Jin Yuanjiong)

The grass is broken and the clothes are broken.

The broken window was deeply sealed by the wind and rain.

Jiangnan tired passengers are homesick, and snuff dreams of the village.

In front of the bamboo eaves, among the green bananas.

Autumn sounds sad and heartbreaking.

If you don't teach Pan to make ointment, you should cry like lead.

Guo Longhua Yu Dafu

Go to war everywhere, come home and look at the flowers in the mirror.

On Nanpu Road, the breeze of the waning moon, a car dreams of Longhua.

Xugou Road Zhangruiji

A nap is as light as a boat, and the green hills are outside the trees.

On the soft sand road of Shili River Beach, bells dream of crossing Xugou.

Wu Shanmin returns to Zhang Ruiqi in the south of the Yangtze River.

The sunset in the fishing village is willow, and the sky in Shui Ying is blue.

A cloth sail shakes the rain, shaking the poetic dream of Jiangnan.

Give Ruan Sizong a song by Shu Yuexiang.

The poor take Wan Li Road, and the rich go out.

It's a shame to cross the border by force, and it's totally embarassed.

Therefore, the husband's ambition is to clean up the atmosphere.

Travel all over the world in one fell swoop and carry it to Kunlun.

The jade emperor smiled at me, and there were countless people.

Lead wine to drink Beidou, and the Milky Way flies.

It is not enough for Tian Zi to be so strong and so dirty.

Despicable people, lower your head and look at yufen.

Peng Yu has its own share, and Yu Fang is guaranteed all the year round.

Spring outing Mourong

Brocade is warmer than ice silkworm, and guests are half drunk with wine.

Laugh, brush, sing, whip, invite people to have fun, get drunk and talk and laugh.

Willow shakes in front of the building, and the mountains outside the forest are separated by emerald green.

This is a quiet entertainment place, with spring flowers blooming and falling.

Eight poems by Li Bai

Lop has Fu Fei, flying in the snow.

Light clouds blow the moon, clear and bright.

Xie Pei is going to the west, which is against her feelings.

Sweet dust moves socks, green water does not touch clothes.

Wang Chen plays Fu, and the goddess returns together?

Lust hurts elegance, which is often laughed at by the world.

Feel Bai Juyi's old volume "ZuiYan WeiWei"

At present, when you get into anything, you can sing your poem after getting drunk.

Tears communicate with the wind, and the notes of spring shake the glass heart.

Silver hook dust obscures every year, and Yushu mud is buried deeper and deeper.

It is said that the Taoist priest's tomb is ten feet high and has not been heard from since.

Jinshan Jin 'ao Pavilion Wang Yi

Who casts a treasure knife in the red furnace and drinks Jin 'ao in Tai Chi?

The tail shakes the moon and carries the sun and the moon.

Tides rise and fall to give birth to breath, and sails come and go.

I don't know how many times I turned it over when I was mixing books in the north and south.

Everlasting Regret Bai Juyi

On the night of spring, the warm hibiscus curtains covered her fluttering hair, petals on her cheeks and golden ripples on her head.

(The Song of Eternal Sorrow is too long, so I'll give you these two sentences ~)

On the 9th, I thought of Bai Juyi, a judge and guest who had been visiting Hangzhou for a long time.

I suddenly recalled the top of Nanshan in the county seat, which was when I got drunk together today.

The music stretches, and Jin Cui shakes his body.

The scenery doesn't follow the palace, so the entertainment should be renewed.

All the guests in Jiangshan are the same as before, but the banquet has changed.

3. What's the poem about flute playing, full of river red, breaking and leaving sadness?

Song Dynasty: Xin Qiji

Broken sorrow, outside the screen window, the wind shakes the bamboo. People go to the empty building, the flute is broken, and people lean on the building alone. Eyeful of March dusk, I only feel Qian Shan green when I look up. But try to send a book and read it from the beginning.

Acacia words, empty surplus. Acacia, when is enough? Lapel fell a little, full of tears. The grass is not lost, and weeping willows only hinder the human eye. The most bitter thing is to stand at the end of the month and make music.

Translation:

As if to break my sadness, outside the screen window, the breeze shook the bamboo rustling. Since he left, the melodious jade flute has never been heard again. I lean against the tall building and miss it hard. How lonely and abandoned I am!

It's late spring in March, and it's flying everywhere. How can you laugh? Look up. The mountains in the distance are green-it looks like summer is coming. What can we do? I had to pick up the letter he sent and read it again from the beginning.

The words that pour out lovesickness are full of writing paper. But when will acacia be satisfied? Hey, what's dripping on my skirt? That's a tear! I hope the grass everywhere won't make him lose his way.

I hate clusters of weeping willows, but they always interrupt my sight. The saddest moment is when the moon rises in the boundless twilight. I'm still waiting against the railing, but I don't know what to wait for.

2. Letter to Han Chuo, Yangzhou Magistrate

Tang Dynasty: Du Mu

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?

Translation:

Qingshan is thousands of miles away, and the vegetation in the south of the Yangtze River has not withered in autumn.

The bright moon on Bridge 24 reflects the faint clear night. Where do you teach oral sex now, beauty?

3. "Lonely geese sleep on paper curtains in rattan beds"

Song Dynasty: Li Qingzhao

When the world writes a beautiful poem, it is vulgar. If you try to write an article, you'll know that the preface doesn't match the latter. The paper tent on the rattan bed is sleeping, so I can't say it without thinking. The agarwood is intermittent and the jade furnace is cold, which brings my feelings like water.

The flute sounded three times, the plum blossom was broken, and the spring was full. The small wind scattered the rain and whispered, urging thousands of tears. Bagpipers go to Yulou, heartbroken people lean on it. A 10% discount is worth a lot of money, and no one gives it.

Translation:

In the early spring morning, I woke up in such an elegant environment as rattan bed paper account, but I felt an inexhaustible sadness and yearning. At this time, there are only intermittent cigarettes and jade stoves in the room, and my mood is as bleak and lonely as water.

The flute of "Three Lane of Plum Blossoms" blew away the plum blossoms on the branches. Although spring has come, it has aroused my infinite hatred. It's drizzling outside the door, and the Iraqis in the door are crying for thousands of times.

When Mingcheng is away, people will go to the empty building. Even if there are beautiful plum blossoms, who can enjoy them with themselves? Today, I broke the plum blossom and searched all over the world, but no one sent it.

4. Over the Rainbow

Song Dynasty: Jiang Kui

The rhyme of self-made new words is the most charming, and Xiaohong sings and I suck.

At the end of the song, people dispersed, passing Songling Road and looking back at the 14 th Bridge of Yanbo.

Translation:

The new music I created is so harmonious and beautiful; Xiaohong sang softly and I played the flute with her.

After singing a song, the boat has shaken Wujiang County; Looking back at the past waterways, light smoke and green waves, beautiful stone bridges.

5. "Chang 'an Ancient Meaning"

Tang Dynasty: Lu

I don't know each other in front of the building.

Sorry, I played the flute to Yanzi. I once studied dance for a long time.

If it works, why not die? I would rather be a mandarin duck than a fairy.

The eyes of a pair of mandarin ducks are really enviable, but I can't see you if you go twice.

Translation:

The ladies in the pavilion looked at each other, not knowing who it was, but when they met on the road, they would know each other.

Ask them if they have ever played oral sex, and they say they learn to dance to spend their time in the mood for love.

As long as I can be with my beloved, I am willing to die; As long as I can be with the person I love, I would like to be a mortal and not envy the gods.

Bimu and Yuanyang are really enviable, but you can't see them in pairs.

The poem about oral sex is 1. Letter to Han Chuo, Yangzhou Magistrate

Tang Dynasty: Du Mu

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?

2. Love

Qing Dynasty: Huang Jingren

Several times, I sat under the flowers and played the flute, and the red wall of Han Yin looked into the distance.

Like this star is not last night, for whom the wind and dew stand in the middle of the night.

The lingering thoughts are exhausted, and the heart is peeling bananas.

In March and May of 1935, that poor glass of wine not fade away.

3. The lone wild goose rattan bed sleeps on paper sheets.

Song Dynasty: Li Qingzhao

When the world writes a beautiful poem, it is vulgar. If you try to write an article, you'll know that the preface doesn't match the latter.

The paper tent on the rattan bed is sleeping, so I can't say it without thinking. The agarwood is intermittent and the jade furnace is cold, which brings my feelings like water. The flute sounded three times, the plum blossom was broken, and the spring was full.

The small wind scattered the rain and whispered, urging thousands of tears. Bagpipers go to Yulou, heartbroken people lean on it. A 10% discount is worth a lot of money, and no one gives it.

4. Be flushed and get rid of sadness

Song Dynasty: Xin Qiji

Broken sorrow, outside the screen window, the wind shakes the bamboo. People go to the empty building, the flute is broken, and people lean on the building alone. Eyeful of March dusk, I only feel Qian Shan green when I look up. But try to send a piece of paper to the book and read it from the beginning.

Acacia words, empty surplus; Acacia, when is enough? Lapel fell a little, full of tears. The grass is not lost, and weeping willows only hinder the human eye. The most bitter thing is that the moon is full and the song is dry.

Step 5 cross the rainbow

Song Dynasty: Jiang Kui

The rhyme of self-made new words is the most charming, and Xiaohong sings and I suck.

At the end of the song, people dispersed, passing Songling Road and looking back at the 14 th Bridge of Yanbo.

5. The poem "Shake" is expected to be adopted! "Wind on the Wings" Li Shimin's depression began to approach, shaking Peng Ying.

"Thinking of Spring with Du Zhuben" Su Xiang swaggered and blew a strong wind, and the dispute over leaving Britain accumulated. Smelling Frost Bells on a Cold Night When Zheng Rong is at rest, he swings at night.

"Harmony lyrics? Xu Yanbo's concubine is at the water's edge, rocking the boat to smoke in the river. " Miscellaneous songs? "Spring River Song" Wang Ya shook Jiang Chun and looked at Bai Ping.

"Miscellaneous songs?" December music speech? In March, Li Herong dressed as a palace prostitute to sweep moths and waved flags to warm the city. "Cross wind song? Folding willow "Li Bai hangs green water and shakes the east wind year." "

"Two Poems to See Jing Zhaowei Joining the Army and Moving to Dongyang" Li Bai joined hands in rocking the boat into Xin 'an on the first day of New Year's Day. "The princess's farewell to the museum is bitter, and two poems are clear." Li Bai successfully brushed his clothes and swayed in Cangzhou.

Li Bai shook his pen and looked at the white clouds, and opened the curtain as a hint. "To my brother, Governor Xuanzhou, Zhao Shi" Li Bai shook his pen and made love sincerely.

"Zen Room with Friends Cenlun" Li Juan floats on the moon and shakes the clouds. "It's a smooth way to see Zhao Shaofu in Dangtu." Li Bai shook his fan and held crab claws in the restaurant.

"Looking for Yang to send my younger brother to Changyong Poyang Sima Zuo" Li Bai shook the fan to Yue, and the water pavilion was cool. "Water Army Banquet Wei Sima Lou Watching Prostitutes on Boats" Li Bai shook the sail in the air and went with the wind.

"Jingmen looking straight at Shu water" Li Bai winds all over the mountain, swaying Chu Yunxing.