Shuangjie poetry

1. A neat antithesis should be to run through the mountains and rivers to cover the white sun.

(Wang Zhihuan) There are trees on the horizon, like a row of grass, and islands by the river, like the moon. Meng Haoran, the wind sends me the fragrance of lotus flowers, and the music of dew drops from bamboo leaves.

Meng Haoran, the wind blows the leaves on both sides of the river, and the moon crosses me alone. (Meng Haoran) In the rain, the fruits set and the grass insects sang under the lights.

(Wang Wei) There is moonlight in the pine forest and crystal stone in the stream. (Wang Wei) A stream sings on a winding rock, and the sun is reconciled by pines.

(Wang Wei) The desert is lonely and straight, and the long river sets the yen. (Wang Wei) Peach blossoms fall and yellow birds fly with Bai Niao.

(Du Fu) Green grass, birds and flowers. (Du Fu) Thunder fights the steep gorge in Gao Jiang, and the sun and moon are faint with old trees and vines.

(Du Fu) Entering the temple at night, Liu Sechun hides in the Soviet Union. (Bai Juyi) Wild fire burns hillock grass, and broken smoke gives birth to lycopodium.

(Jia Dao).

2. The antithesis of a neat sentence should be at the end of one's tether. (Wang Zhihuan)

The forest in the distance is like a shepherd's purse, overlooking the river bank like a crescent moon. (Meng Haoran)

The evening breeze sent waves of lotus fragrance, and the dew on the bamboo leaves made a crisp sound. (Meng Haoran)

The wind on both sides of the strait rustled the branches and leaves, and the moonlight reflected on the river, a boat on a river. (Meng Haoran)

Wild fruits in the mountains fall in the autumn rain, and insects on the grass whisper to the lights. (Wang Wei)

The bright moon shed clear light from the cracks and cleared the fountain on the rocks. (Wang Wei)

The spring water in the mountains hits the dangerous rocks, and the sun in the pine forest is cold. (Wang Wei)

The vast desert is lonely, and the Yellow River sets the yen. (Wang Wei)

Peach blossoms fall, and yellow birds fly with Bai Niao. (Du Fu)

The steps are dotted with green grass in spring, and birds are chirping happily under the leaves. (Du Fu)

The roar of the Xiajiang torrent is like thunder, and the smoke hanging over the vines makes the sun and the moon yellow. (Du Fu)

That night, he should be recruited into the temple and hide with Liu Sechun. (Bai Juyi)

Wild fire burns hillock grass, and broken smoke gives birth to lycopodium. (Jia Dao)

3. The neat antithesis in the poem, Mermaids drop pearl-like tears on the moon, the green sea and the blue fields breathe their jade to the sun.

Lonely smoke from the desert went straight into the river and the yen fell.

Two orioles are singing on the green willow.

Egrets line up into the sky.

My window framed the snow-covered western hills.

My door often says "goodbye" to ships sailing eastward.

Complain about Liu

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

In the third spring, Snow White returned to Zhong Qing, and the Yellow River in Wan Li bypassed Montenegro.

Rock climbing writer Du Fu

The wind is fast and high, the ape cries sadly, and the birds are circling in the white sand.

The endless trees are rustling leaves, and the Yangtze River is rolling unpredictably.

Long-distance visitors in the autumn of Wanli, with my hundred years of sadness, climbed this height alone.

After all the hardships and hatred, the white hair is full, and the wine glasses are damaged.

Climbing Yueyang Tower

I heard that Dongting Lake is magnificent before, but today's wish has finally reached Yueyang Tower.

The vast lake tore Wu Chu apart, as if the sun, moon and stars were floating in the water.

There is no news from my friends or relatives. I am old and sick, drifting in a boat.

The battle of the north gate began again, and I cried through the railing.

The boat crossed the snow in Guazhou at night,

The iron horse is scattered in the autumn wind

The rivers and mountains may change, but not one's essential nature

There is also a village.

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

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.

There is no choice but to spend money.

The swallow I may know is back.

On this day, the Sixth Army entered Malaysia together.

At that time, Qixi laughed at Petunia.

4.4 What are the neat poems in ancient poetry? Plant a millet in spring and harvest 10 thousand seeds in autumn.

-Li Shen's "Compassion for Farmers"

From a distance, the mountains are high and the clouds are light, and the colors are bright. When you look closer, you can only hear the sound of water, but there is no sound.

-Anonymous "painting"

Trees are all autumn colors, and mountains are only sparkling.

-Wang Ji's Wild Hope

"Two orioles sing green willows, and egrets cover the sky."

-Du Fu's quatrains

Every grass and tree in Hanyang is clear, and the grass in Parrot Island is long.

-Yellow Crane Tower in Cui Hao

Butterfly is deep in the flower gorge, and dragonfly flies slowly with the water.

-Du Fu's Qu Jiang Du Jiu

The painted building faces Nanpu Cloud, and the bead curtain rolls up the rain in the western hills at dusk.

-Wang Bo's "Teng Wangge"