○ My pillar is failing, and I am worried about learning to pray. (Li Ang's "The Way of Self-cultivation")
○ On the side of Wang Jia Avenue, the emperor's residence, there is a divine spring full of dragon turtles. (Cai Fu's "Song of Suburb Temple, Dragon Pool Appreciation Movement", Chapter 2)
Her boat turned around before the moon rose and sailed for the palace with an affectionate sigh. (Li Bai's "Harmony Song, Four Nights and Summer Songs")
○ Fight back to their respective bows and arrows, and return to their hometown due west. (Wang Jian's "Zaqu Geci's Journey to Liaodong")
○ If you catch fishermen in Xixi Bay, you will return to your hometown in the east. (Zhang "Zaqu Fishing Song")
○ My home is far away in Qingshan, and the white clouds are deep elsewhere. (Chen Ziliang's "Saibei Spring Return")
○ Yuanji, home of Zhouning. (Lu's "Nine Chapters of Zhonghele, the Palace in the Sixth Song Dynasty")
○ Tian Jia has no neighbors and sits alone in a garden. (Lu "Two Spring Festival Evening Villa Titles")
○ Mountains and rivers only seek things, and temples are home. (Zhang Jiuling's "The Wind and the First Wax of Life")
○ Furong Qindi Marsh, Liu Juhan's home. (Song Wenzhi, "Spring Lotus Garden Catering System")
○ Tang Linhua is bright, don't be like spring. (Wang Bo's "Sitting at the Gate at Night")
○ Many fishermen in Pukou invited me aboard. (Chu Guangxi's Ci of Picking Spirits)
○ Who is Qiantang River? The daughter on the river wins thousands of flowers. (Wang Changling's "Huansha Girl")
○ Wan Li leans on the solitary sword, and Qianfeng sends a family. (Liu Changqing's "Gift to Yuan Rongzhou")
○ The owner of Xishe will send it at the same time, and it will take no more than one month to travel north and south. (Li Bai's Jiang)
One is to move the guests to Changsha, hoping to see the West Chang 'an. (Li Bai's "Listening to Xiao on the Yellow Crane Tower with Shi Lang and Zhong Qin")
○ Tian Jia has been ploughed, and the morning smoke rises in the well house. (Wei's "The Rise of Gardens, Sending Zhao Mingfu and Recording Books")
2. What poems about "house" have ever left here and become home in the four seas? (Li Shimin's "Two Poems of Passing through an Old House") My pillar is declining, and I am worried about learning to pray in the hills. (Li Ang's "Self-study Bamboo Obstacle") On the side of Wang Jia Avenue, Shenma Dragon Turtle surges into the holy spring. (Cai Fu's "Song of the Temple in the Suburb, Watching the Dragon Pond Move" the second time) Her ship turned back before the moon came out. Being in the west, my hometown is far away. (Wang Jian's miscellaneous words Liaodong Xing) I catch fishermen in Xiwan, and my home is in the west and my home is in the east. (Zhang's "Za Ge Fu Ge") The home is far from Qingshan, and the hometown is covered by white clouds. (Miss Home of Chen Ziliang in Spring in Saibei). Is Gongguan home? (Zhang Jiuling's "The Early Wax of Wind and Lotus") Furong Qindi Marsh, Lu Juhan's home. (Song Wenzhi's "Spring Lotus Garden Catering System") This is not like a clear spring under the lotus pond. There are many fishermen in Pukou, and they invited me aboard. (Chu Guangxi's "Picking Spirit Ci") Qiantang.
3. The poem "Peasant Construction Workers under the Partridge Sky" describes a part-time job (Heshui Zuo)
Brick walls build the initial heart, and spend the evening more or less melancholy. My son is eight years old when he is away from school in a foreign land, and his father who stays away is sixty years old.
Urbanization, making contributions, shouldering difficulties, taking risks and being afraid of wages. Medical social security is not covered, because it is a rural farmer. (China's Poetry 20 15-04)
Partridges and migrant workers (Heshui Zuo)
A few acres of farmland is difficult, so it is required to patrol the cape as a migrant worker. Being alone in a foreign land is not a guest, and I miss my relatives twice during the festive season.
Endure the heat, resist the severe winter, and fight the mosquitoes in the wind and food. There are thousands of new buildings, and the village houses are not afraid of the wind. (China's Poetry 20 15-04)
Partridge and the working old farmer (Heshui Zuo) left their hometown to raise a baby and traveled around the world after several storms. Build a mansion every day to endure the cold and heat, and stay in a shack at night to be bitten. Save money, quit smoking and drink tea, and earn money to pay tuition. Looking at my hometown, I can see where I am, but I can't see my home around me. Collection of China's Poets 20 1 1)
Partridges and Youth Work (Heshui Zuo)
Covering her tears, she dropped out of school and took money from wandering several times. The sun is tired as frost, and reading in the middle of the night is like stepping on spring.
Don't forget me, dreamer, you can get rid of poverty from hatred. When shall I go back to the village? (China's Poetry 20 14- 1 1)
Partridge Day, Graduate Job Search (Heshui Zuo)
Through the cold window and leaving the school auditorium, I look forward to becoming a child. Tianya has a vast road to apply for a job, aiming at hurting the body. I miss my girlfriend, my parents, and I cry out my heart. I am afraid that I will be ashamed to see my hometown when I am old. (China's Poetry 20 14- 1 1)
Commencement of Migrant Workers on Zhegu Day (Heshui Zuo)
I can't stand living a poor life in a poor country and running around as a worker. I worked as a monitor in the workshop for half a year and took up a new post by correspondence for three years. Jiangxi Poetry 20 15- 1
Attack the market, operate skillfully, and set up a business. Jincheng Gao Zhai lives in peace, visiting his mother and returning to the village for the people.
"Migrant workers" (Xue Haibing) bid farewell to their parents with tears, packed their bags and wandered around. A few treasures, covered with rice, sand and stars, made a bed out of mud. Thousands of buildings have been built, and roads and bridges in Li Long have been paved. When can I buy a half room?
4. Poem 1 describing the beautiful scenery of the small courtyard in my hometown, the wind returns to the small courtyard, and my eyes continue. -From the Five Dynasties: Li Yu's Young Beauty, Wind Back to the Yard Green
Interpretation of vernacular Chinese: The spring breeze has returned, the weeds in the yard have turned green, and the willows have grown tender leaves. Spring continues to come to the world year after year.
2. The idle window in the small courtyard is already deep in spring, and the heavy curtain is not heavy. —— From the Song Dynasty: Li Qingzhao's "The Idle Window of Huanxisha Yard is Deep in Spring"
Explain in vernacular Chinese: If you see the spring scenery in the yard through the window, it will pass away. Layers of heavy curtains are not rolled up, and there are many shadows in the dark boudoir.
3. The green grass wall surrounds the moss courtyard, and the banana roll fades into the atrium. Jade-Song Dynasty: Chen Ke's Bodhisattva Man, the green Wuhu wall around the moss garden.
Explain in vernacular Chinese: A grassy fence surrounds a mossy yard. Ye Er is rolling bananas in the yard. Butterflies took off on the steps, and the curtains fluttered freely in the breeze.
4, pear blossoms are full of fragrant snow, and tall buildings swallow kites at night. -From the Five Dynasties: Mao Xizhen's "Bodhisattva Man, Pear Blossoms Full of Fragrant Snow"
Interpretation of vernacular Chinese: Pears in the courtyard are like fragrant snow. In the quiet night of high-rise buildings, Zheng sobbed in the wind under the eaves.
5. Liu Bian Shenyuan. Yan language is as clear as a cape. -From the Song Dynasty: Lv Zugao's "Qingpingle Liu Bian Deep Courtyard"
Interpretation of vernacular Chinese: In the deep courtyard next to the willow tree, swallows are whispering and their cries are as bright as knives and scissors.
5. LZ, a famous poet, on August 15th, Du Fu of jathyapple looked at the moon and flew to the mirror, returning to his heart to fold his sword.
Turn the tent and travel far, climb the laurel and ascend to heaven. The waterway is suspected of frost and snow, and the forest is covered with feathers.
At this time, I look forward to the white rabbit, and I want to count the autumnal equinox. Looking at the moon for fifteen nights, Wang Jian's atrium, crows inhabiting Bai Shu, and silent wet osmanthus in Coody Leng.
I'm looking forward to the moon tonight. I don't know who will land in Qiu Si! Wang Changling, lying on the high seat in the south study, we opened the curtain-we saw the rising moon. The clear water-flowing wood flows like waves on our windows and doors.
Time flies, calmly, beyond our wisdom, and the old and the new alternate. Our chosen person, our friend, is singing, perhaps, a sad oriental song by the clear river.
A thousand miles away, there is a smell of orchids coming with the wind. In the mid-autumn moon, Su Shi's twilight clouds are cold, and the silver-haired people silently turn to the jade plate.
If you don't meet a good night in this life, where will you see the bright moon next year? Mid-Autumn full moon, cloudless wet clothes, stars pour out the rules.
Lin Dong doesn't interfere with getting up gradually, and seeing the road all over the world. Can also clearly sing the spirit of Hao, willing to teach the dark to take Dan Zhi.
Poor Guan Ye Shan Juanying, waiting for five residual wines. Guan Shanyue Li Bai Mingyue rises from the mountains in the sky, in the infinite haze of the 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 soldiers turned and looked at the border, thinking of home with longing eyes.
The soldier's wife looked at the tower and lamented when she would see her relatives far away. Thinking about Li Bai at night, the foot of the bed is so bright, will it have frosted? .
I looked up at the moon and looked down, feeling nostalgic. On a willow moonlit night, the moonlight is deeper than that of half a family, and the Big Dipper languishes in the south.
Tonight, through the green screen window, I know that spring is warm and the sound of insects is fresh. The sound of mica screen in Changshang is dark and the long river is sinking.
Chang 'e, I must regret eating the elixir, and now I am alone, in the blue sky, singing every night. Du Fu, a wanderer, heard the drums that predicted the battle. It was the first call of autumn, a wild goose from the border.
The dew turns to frost tonight, and the moonlight at home is bright! Brothers are scattered, and no one can ask about life and death.
Letters sent to Luoyang city are often not delivered, and wars often do not stop. Looking at the moon, I think of a distant moon in Zhang Jiuling, which is now at sea and the horizon is * * * at this time.
Bring a separated heart, and be considerate for a long time at night! Put out the candle to love this moonlit room, and I wander in the deep night dew in my clothes. You can't have beautiful moonlight, just want to meet you in your dreams.
In "Frost Moon", Li Shangyin first heard that there was no cicada, and a hundred feet of water met the sky. Su E, a young woman, is cold-resistant, fighting with frost in the middle of the month, dreaming of Meng Haoran in the autumn night, hanging under the moon in the autumn sky, and her luster is wet.
The surprised magpie has not settled, and the flying fireflies are rolling in. The courtyard is sparsely shaded, and the sound of the neighboring night is urgent.
What is the ceremony? Look at the sky and stand. Mid-Autumn Festival in Lu Guimeng and other months, first frost lost late, the wind is like a good season.
The curtain leans against the tree, feeling infinite, and the candle is faint and fragrant. I like to listen to the northern sheng sound, and gradually see the southern star fans.
Who is the coolpad of the school and wants to reduce the first round and noon? Zhuang Ni's Mid-Autumn Festival is too thin to ask words, and the narrow clothes and autumn are already cold.
The child is full of memories and it is difficult to walk. Dew entered the hut, and the sound of streams and stone beaches was loud.
The moon came in the mountains at night, and I didn't see it until dawn. On the night of August 15, Liu Yuxi saw the moon in the dust of Taoyuan, and his feelings were between the fairy houses in the clear autumn.
Long and cold, standing on the highest mountain at this time. Blue is nothing but Feng Yun, and Songshan grows in the water.
A group of people are moving leisurely, and Gogoing is thousands of miles away. Shao Jun led me to the jade altar and invited the real fairy officer to come from afar.
Cloud * (left car right car) moves under the starry sky, the sky is happy and the bones are cold. Jin Xin gradually moved eastward, and the shadow of the wheel still rose.
It is difficult to get back together when it is absolutely beautiful, and he should be disappointed on this day. In the Mid-Autumn Moon, Yan Shu turned to court in ten rounds, and tonight she took people to the corner alone.
Su E may have no regrets, but Yuchan is lonely and lonely. In the mid-autumn moon, Su Shi's twilight clouds are cold, and the silver-haired people silently turn to the jade plate.
If you don't meet a good night in this life, where will you see the bright moon next year? Looking at the moon in the pavilion on the night of August 15th, Bai Juyi, on the night of August 15th the year before last, beside the apricot garden by Qujiang Pool.
On the night of August 15 this year, in front of Songpu Shatou Water Hall. Where is the hometown in the northwest and the full moon in the southeast.
Yesterday, the wind blew and no one would meet. Tonight, the light is as clear as usual. On the night of August 15th, there was a full moon in Tianzhu Temple, Pi Rixiu and laurel seeds, and new discoveries were made in front of the temple.
So far, the sky doesn't exist, but Chang 'e should be thrown to people. Look at the moon and children in Mid-Autumn Festival. Su Shi's bright moon is not high in the mountains, but red in thousands of feet.
A cup of silver is not full, and the clouds are scattered. Those who wash God's eyes should welcome the water from Fermin River.
Then I will be indifferent to people in the world, just like I am sorry for Zhan Ran. Mars in the southwest is like a projectile. Its horns and tail are bright and pale.
Not tonight, but even fireflies are fighting for the cold. Who was rowing yesterday? This is a thousand days and nights.
The twists and turns have no intention of chasing the waves, and they bow their heads to sacrifice with the song board. Did Bo * (left wind and right wind) return before the green fluorescence disappeared and turned to the mountain?
The bright moon is easy to fall and disperse, and it is even more important to see it when you come back. The clearer the moonlight in front of the hall, the better, and the cold throat * (the general will get worms) will show grass.
Shutters push doors silently, while windows are silent and old. Du Nan is engaged in shame and poverty, and there are several people who write moon poems.
In the Ming dynasty, the personnel were in the same position as the morning glow, and suddenly I dreamed of Yao and Taiwan. Mid-Autumn Festival, Mifei is poor, Huaihai is wrapped in silver, and Wan Daohong breeds mussels.
If there is no labor in the sky, the osmanthus tree will grow long and break the moon. The moon has how bright, and the moon has how bright. Take care of my bed.
Too sad to sleep, wandering around in clothes. Although the guests are happy, it is better to turn back early.
Who should you sue when you leave home alone? Back to my room, tears stained my clothes. When does Su Shi, the head of water diversion, have a bright moon? Ask about Sky Wine.
I don't know the palace in the sky, and I don't know the month and time. I want to go home in the wind, lest it be too cold on the roof.
Dance to find out what shadows look like on the earth. The moon turned into a scarlet pavilion, hanging low on the carved window, shining on the sleepy self.
There should be no hate, and nothing can be done. People are sad and happy, and they are separated and reunited. The moon will darken or shine, and it will become round or round. Nothing is perfect, even in the past.
I hope people will live for a long time and have a good scenery thousands of miles away. Su Shi of Xijiangyue is in Huangzhou, having a night outing in spring.
Drinking in a restaurant, getting drunk. Take the moon to the stream bridge, untie the saddle and bend your arms, lie drunk and rest less.
I realized that. The mountains are crowded and the flowing water is bright, which makes people doubt that it is not human.
On the bridge pillar of the book. According to the wild shallow waves, the sky is faint.
I want to get drunk and sleep on the grass. It's a pity that a romantic wind didn't teach you to crush Qiong Yao.
Take off your saddle and rest at Qingyang Bridge, and there will be the sound of spring dawn in Du Yu. Back to Dong for the Mid-Autumn Festival, please hold a banquet to open the Wen Tianxiang River Festival and bring the original boat to clear the ice; When the moon raises a glass, you will be fragrant and green.
Worship the fall of Huaxing, about the floating of the bright moon. The wind and rain are all over the city, why are you lucky to be near? The picturesque mountains and rivers are still the trip to Chibi in those days.
Straw is rewarded, and cloth is distributed in turn. Manjianghong. Send Xin Qiji to the West Building in the Mid-Autumn Festival, fearing that Yun Zheyue will be released in the sky.
But when he called, the jade flute cracked with a loud noise. Who let curling float in the world, the most pitiful to the husband.
Ask Chang 'e, lonely and cold, do you have any worries? It should be Fahua. Jade liquid is full, and Joan's cup is slippery.
Dance with long sleeves, sing and swallow saliva. Nine times out of ten, it still needs grinding.
It's so late to make a long circle, and human feelings may not see farewell. Put the past and hate together and return to it.
Autumn night and the moon gathered and dispersed. Then call it. There's no reason to see Iraq again.
I ran into each other unexpectedly in recent days.
6. What are the ancient poems about environmental protection? The word environmental protection was put forward in19th century, and it may be difficult to find relevant ancient poems.
In ancient poems, it is revealed that the author has environmental consciousness or natural consciousness:
1, "Xu Yiqing seeks fruit for planting"
Du Fu
Caotang wants to plant fewer flowers today, so don't ask green plums and yellow plums.
In stalagmite street, I went home. In the orchard, I looked for it.
2. Play like a pine tree
Su Shi
When I was a teenager, I planted pine trees in Donggang.
Moving an inch of roots at first is as trivial as transplanting rice seedlings.
In the second year of Huang Mao, I saved wheat and awns one by one.
Three years out of Peng Ai, scattered cattle and sheep all over the mountain.
I haven't seen you for more than ten years, and I want to be a dragon snake.
The wind and waves are broken at night, and the morning dew is fragrant.
I want to eat its cream. I cut down hundreds of mulberry trees.
How well-behaved personnel are, but the magic medicine is slim.
When we get to Qi 'anye, we will cut the road.
You can open a turtle and snake hole and do not hesitate to hurt yourself.
Even if you don't get poria cocos, you should pick up the fat ones.
Kettle in and out, first frost scattered in Jiao Ran.
Kill three Peng Qiu for five grain baths.
The blue bones are condensed with green flesh, and the abdomen emits a faint light.
He Zudao, with gray hair, should use both eyes.
But 500 years later, riding a crane returned to his hometown.
3. There are two ideas for reading in the Living Water Pavilion.
Chu Hsi
Half an acre of square pond opened, and the sky was overcast.
Ask the canal to be so clear, because there is running water at the source.
4. Send an old monk
Wang Jian
Because of my age, I began to study and study.
After the snow, I often lie at the same table, and I didn't save two mountains after spending it.
The hunter begged for the injured goose at the bottom of the arrow, and the fisherman begged for live fish at the end of the pole.
I'm always worried about dust, but I don't know it's hard to get rid of the disease.
5. Farewell to Grass/Fordham Grass
Bai Juyi
The long grass is so lush that the withered grass will thicken the color of the grass every autumn and winter.
Wildfire can't burn it out, but the spring breeze can revive it.
Weeds and wild flowers are all over the ancient road, and the end of the grass in the sun is your journey.
I once again sent my bosom friend, and the thick grass represented my deep affection.
7. What are the poems describing "small courtyard"? 1, the wind returns to the yard, and the eyes continue.
With the silence of the diaphragm for a long time, the sound of bamboo is still like a new moon. -From the Five Dynasties: Interpretation of Li Yu's "Young Beauty, Wind Back to the Yard, Green": The spring breeze is back, the weeds in the yard turn green, and the willows also give birth to tender leaves, which continue to come to the world every spring.
Alone on the railing for a long time, I didn't speak, and the flute and the rising moon were similar to those in previous years. 2. The idle window in the small courtyard is already deep in spring, and the heavy curtain is not heavy.
Leaning against the staggered, lonely and silent, gently fiddling with the lyre. The clouds around the distant peaks look like dusk is coming, and the breeze in the dusk stirs the drizzle and plays with the hazy light clouds.
The pears in the yard are about to wither. I'm afraid even the oblique wind and rain can't bear it. It's a sad scenery. —— From the Song Dynasty: Li Qingzhao's Interpretation of "Deep Spring in the Idle Window of Huanxisha Yard": Seeing the spring scenery of the yard through the window will die.
Layers of heavy curtains are not rolled up, and there are many shadows in the dark boudoir. I leaned against the embroidered building and fiddled with the lyre quietly.
There are clouds on the mountain peaks in the distance, as if dusk is coming. The evening breeze is blowing drizzle and fiddling with the yellow light clouds. The pear blossoms in the yard are about to wither, and I'm afraid even the oblique wind and drizzle are unbearable.
3. The green grass wall surrounds the moss courtyard, and the banana roll fades into the atrium. Butterflies fly up the stairs, and the curtains hang freely.
Jade hook bilingual face, biography. A few winnowing sound, Chun Lv window light sleep.
-From the Song Dynasty: Interpretation of Chen Ke's "Bodhisattva Man, Moss Courtyard Surrounding Wuhu Wall" in the vernacular: A fence with green grass surrounds a moss-covered courtyard. Ye Er is rolling bananas in the yard.
Butterflies took off on the steps, and the curtains fluttered freely in the breeze. A pair of swallows are whispering on the curtain hook of white jade, and the catkins of poplar are floating around the borehole wall.
From several places, there was a playful sound of winnowing money for the play, and there was a dream of spring in the green window. 4, pear blossoms are full of fragrant snow, and high-rise buildings swallow kites at night.
The slanting moon shines on the curtain, recalling your dream. The shadow of the small window lamp came back, and Yan was surprised and worried.
The screen covers the incense and flies, and the clouds disappear. -From the Five Dynasties: Interpretation of "Bodhisattva Man Pear Blossoms Full of Fragrant Snow" in the vernacular: Pears are full of fragrance like fragrant snow, high-rise buildings are quiet at night, and Zheng Pian whimpers with the wind under the eaves.
The crescent moon shines obliquely on the curtain, and it is difficult for the missing husband to meet each other in his dream recently. The dim light and shadow were reflected in the small window, and the sound of swallows between the beams surprised me.
Intermittent cigarettes fluttered beside the screen, as if the clouds just dreamed floated home from Wushan. 5. Liu Bian Shenyuan.
Yan language is as clear as a cape. The news is unreliable and lazy.
A double fan that partitions the picture screen. Baby cup, golden wisp of red teeth.
A few degrees drunk. When I walk in spring, I still hate Huayang in my dream.
-From Song Dynasty: Interpretation of Lu Zugao's "Qingpingle Liu Bian Deep Courtyard" in vernacular: In the deep courtyard next to the willow tree, swallows are whispering, and their cries are as bright as knives and scissors. You may have too much information, and I'm too lazy to listen to it now.
I hated the fake news coming in, so I intercepted it with a double screen. Drink with a jade cup, sing to the beat to refresh yourself, and comfort your soul with intoxication every day.
Where have you been wandering all spring? I hate the watery flowers in my dreams, too.
8. Build a house to keep warm in winter and open the door in summer. What is the poem describing the famous ancient poems and sentences in summer?
Nau: The name of grass, also called "polygala tenuifolia", tastes bitter and can be used as medicine. Cicada, also known as cicada.
This describes the poetry of summer: in April, distant longing bears fruit, and in May, cicadas keep singing. "The Book of Songs, Wind and July" Summer vacation in April, summer vacation in June: coming.
This poem describing summer means: summer begins in April and ends in June. The Book of Songs Xiaoya April Xia Meng has plants and trees around his house to help Xia Meng: the first month in summer and the fourth month in the lunar calendar.
Lush: The appearance of lush leaves. The first summer of reading Shan Hai Jing in Tao Jin Yuanming was still peaceful, and the grass did not stop: Xia Meng, April of the lunar calendar.
Rest: prosperity and decline. In the Southern Song Dynasty, Xie Lingyun's "Swim the Redstone into the Sailing Sea" is beautiful in spring, full of candles, summer and Ming dynasties, early spring: late spring.
Summer harvest: early summer. In the southern dynasties, the wind boiled wheat, and the rain chased plum. In the Northern Zhou Dynasty, Yu Xin believed in "Fengxia", where bamboo was cultivated under the shadow of a summer pond, and Longfengtan sat high on the shore: beside the water.
Sui Yang Guang, by the summer river, the mountain light in the west suddenly goes out, and the moon rises slowly from the lake in the east. Open my window, lie down calmly and write down the cool scenery of sunset, moon and summer night.
Tang Menghao's "Summer in the South Pavilion" In summer, the pond fades and the trees cool early. Summer Night in Tang Shen is short in midsummer, slightly bitter in night, and cool in porch: window. Tang Du Fu's "Summer Night Sigh" is green and quiet in the daytime, and the solitary flower indicates the solitary flower in spring: a flower.
Chun Ying: The remnants of spring have arrived in early summer. You Kai Yuan Jing She by Wu Ying, Tang Wei, collected the summer heat in the remnant clouds, and the new rain brought autumn haze: fog.
Tang Cen Can's "Shuige sends Huayin Wang Shaofu to the county" began with the yin qi in midsummer, and autumn is like a cloud. Half midsummer: half midsummer, half lunar May. Seats: The way the wind blows.
Tang Hanyu finished "Sending Master Liu's Clothes", and Xin Qiuyan took Tang's "Night Banquet" to Jiangnan in midsummer, edited by Ci Zhun. Xia Meng: Early summer refers to the fourth month of the lunar calendar.
Cizhu: Bamboo name, also known as mother bamboo. F: It seems to be arranged.
Qi: The ancients thought that blowing slugs (giant clams) could create a virtual scene of the castle. It is actually an illusion that light passes through air with different densities and reflects the prospect in the air. It is also called a mirage. Orchestral music: Describe frogs singing like playing music.
In Xia Meng by Tang Jiayu, the rocks are as clear as rain, and Candy Luo covers the sky. There are many cold rocks. The spring waterfalls on the rocks are flying in the air, like rain curtains hanging on sunny days. Candy Luo's sentence: The vines are winding in the forest, and the shade covers the sun, which makes people feel cool in midsummer.
Tang Fanggan's "Top of Hongji" is dark in summer, and the balcony reflects into the pool. Crystal curtains fluttered in the breeze, and the courtyard was full of fragrant crystal curtains: Describe the balcony reflection as crystal curtains in the water, Ming Che.
Tang Gao's "Mountain Pavilion Summer" is drizzling and fine grass hanging on the wall, and the wind on the water returns to the settlement. Zhang Tang's "Summer Veteran Lin Ting" shows that warm wind makes wheat fragrant in sunny days, and green grass wins flowers when wheat is fragrant: the taste of wheat harvest. Flowering time: bloom time.
Wang Song Anshi's Early Summer is a Thing. Why do you hate it when Fang Fei is gone? Summer wood is just a pleasant fragrance: fragrant flowers and plants. Cute: suitable for people.
Close "Black Sky in March" The wind is old, the warbler is young, the rain is fat, and the Li Shuqing Circle in the afternoon: the laudatory name of a tree. This poem about summer means that young birds grow in the breeze, abundant rain fattens plums, and at noon, a cool round shade forms under the tree.
Zhou Bangyan's "Man Ting Square Xia Jing" in Song Dynasty, after the rain, the lotus flowers are full of fragrance, and the magical pumpkins are cool. Divine pumpkin: melons and fruits are soaked in cold water. The drowsy weather in Yuan's Memories of Wang Ci is getting longer and longer. Song notes Shu Zhen's "Landscape" cloud: "Xie Que Haitang flies to the end, and the longer he is trapped."
No one has ever crossed the fence, but dragonflies and butterflies can fly In the Song Dynasty, the four seasons in Fan Chengda were idyllic, and the breeze broke the summer heat for three yen. In Wang Hui's Crossing Shagou Store, it rains at home in Huangmei season, and frogs are everywhere in the grass pond. Song Zhao Shi Xiu's date: "It rains at home in Huangmei season, and frogs are everywhere in the grass pond. If you don't come at midnight, knock off the chess pieces and die. "
Red and purple turn into dust one after another, and in the sound of cuckoo, Xia Xin is red and purple: it refers to all kinds of flowers. Song Lu You's quatrain in early summer: "Red and purple have become dust one after another, and the cuckoo sounds new in summer.
It was during my endless journey in Sang Ma that I realized that I was a peaceful person. A famous poem describing winter: the north wind is cool, and the rain and snow are raining.
Rain: rain, rain. Pei: It looks like heavy snow.
The book of songs, north wind, north wind, rain and snow: the emergence of wind disease. Feifei: Feifei, flying around.
"The Book of Songs, Wind and North Wind" is raining and snowing. Speaking of which, it is still "gone with the wind". Hey; The heat of the sun.
Yue: Auxiliary words have no substantive meaning. The Book of Songs Xiaoya Jiaogong Meng Dong is cold and the north wind is sad.
Meng Dong: The first month of winter. Kuli: It's cold.
Han's ancient poem Meng Donghan, cold wind blows my bones and frost cuts my muscles. Han's "Ancient Poem Solitary Willow" The cold wind destroys trees, and first frost is extremely cold. Lan Han Yuefu's ancient poem "The Ancient Poetry is Jiao Zhongqing's Wife" is bitter and windy, and it snows in the sun.
There is no hope in my ears, but clean sadness in my eyes: cold and cold. Mimi: Dark.
H: a little less. Objective: what that eye can see.
Hao: White. Tao Jin Yuanming's "Written in mid-December of Guimao Year, Respecting from My Brother" can be simulated, but if catkins rise with the wind, Xie Daowen's "Poetry on Snow": "What is snow like? The air difference of salting can be simulated, but if the catkins rise with the wind. "
The moon shines on the snow, and the north wind is strong: the north wind. Strengths: violence.
Sadness: biting. Xie Lingyun in the Southern Song Dynasty, "When the wind blows, it snows everywhere: the window.
Wind scares bamboo: Snow in the wind hits bamboo, making a rustling sound. Wang Tangwei's "A Winter Night's Story of Hu Jushi's Home" is unknown, but it is suspected that it was opened last night: snowflakes fell in the courtyard.
Tang Song Wenzhi's Snow in the Garden Should Be Made was swallowed up by the sound of water and ice, but the sand road was covered with snow. Liu Tang Changqing's "Appreciating Zhang Xia's Bitterness and Cold Work on the Way Home on a Snowy Night" has a clear path of green vines and snow peaks. Tang Li Bai's Winter Returning to the Old Mountain is white and cold, and snowflakes are as big as hands. Tang Li Bai's satirizing Wang Liyang's refusal to drink Yanshan snowflakes were as big as seats and blew down Xuanyuantai. Tang Li Bai's "Popular North" is full of clouds at dusk, and the snow dance is empty: the wind is swaying.
First frost in Dufu's "Making Snow" in Tang Dynasty is in rags, so he can't point it directly: his fingers are stiff. Tang Du Fu's "Singing 500 Words from Beijing to Fengxian" is clear and clear, and the gull dances more, and the geese are against the wind. No, no: no.
9. The poem about sedan chair is 1. Snow-melting grass is used to make sedan chairs, and Song Yan Dao Ji's "Bodhisattva crossing the river, jumping in love, like talking in spring".
2. A dusty sedan chair, Song Zhou Bangyan's "Like a Dream, a dusty embroidery"
3. Tuo Yuan Juan Zhang Jiaojiao, Zhong Xiu's "Gong Ci"
4. Next to others, my sedan chair is wide, and Song Xin Qiji's "Nan Ge Zi Wan Qian Qian Hate"
5. The sedan chair is decorated in full swing, and Song Xin Qi Ji's "Linjiang Xian remembers to be a guest every year"
6. Looking around the snipe ruthenium sedan chair, Song Song Taizong's "fate knowledge"
There are 8 docks on the 7.20-mile-long street, and there are many cars and boats on the land.
Jianghan can't tolerate filth, and the dregs can't flow.
Ye Hankou Ci (Qing Dynasty)
8. I have a sick hoof and abandoned the house along the river.
Since the plum rains have grown, I want to bend my back when I eat glutinous rice paste.
The gold thread is not extinguished, and the jade flower is thin and burnt.
I'm used to listening to the forbidden street drums, and I'm used to stepping on the imperial road and being afraid of sedan chairs.
In the middle of the night, the male voice is still very strong, and at noon, the tail is still shaking.
Dragon Media landed in a place far away from Tianchi, so why is Niu in Bixiao?
[Tang] Luo Yin's Sick Horse
1. [Southern Song Dynasty] Two "Fang Xi" by Yang Wanli in Ming Dynasty.
The sky was clear and the sedan chair rustled and rained.
However, it is the pine tip frost that falls, and the rain is so clear.
2.[ Double Tone] Qingdongyuan
A girl without sorrow, with a smile on her face, advises you to smell the morning crown and hang it up.
Can you still have Lu Jia, a good son, and pride? The eternal right and wrong is the heart, if you catch firewood overnight. Golden wisps of Yu Di are common in gentle villages. After her youth, Zhu Yan is getting old and her white hair is disappearing. If you are strong, you are afraid of being laughed at. It is suggested to take a sedan chair on a warm day and try the horse in the spring breeze. There are 200 swing racks in the cold food, which are charming apricot flowers, dancing willow flowers and smiling peach blossoms. Traveling by boat, waving green flags.
3. [sedan chair? Covered with nettles]
Pull it out from the bottom of the water room and put it in the opposite yard.
Symmetrical poetry, see the appropriate wine glass.
In the end, I will use gold instead of learning Yushan.
The heart of the Shu government is partial, and the garden eyes always return.
* * * Well, there is no such thing, so I'm just taking care of Taihu Lake.
4.[ Cherish your slaves]
I don't know them, but I'm doomed.
A book became a matchmaker.
Thousands of miles apart, it's like looking for the same name.
Muddy. It's a long way, but the sedan chair is hard to get close to.
The night in tulle kitchen and inn is cool and quiet.
Red, dark rhinoceros dizzy.
Flowers and moons are full of affection, and half a window breaks the clear shadow.
Steady. Silence and ignorance hurt.