2, the bitter night in midsummer is short, and the opening is cool. Du Fu's Summer Sigh
3. Farmer Fang Xia Yun, I dare to eat. "Hot" in Dai Fugu
I don't know how hot it is, but I'm sorry that summer is very long. Bai Juyi's "Looking at Wheat Cutting"
5. Everyone is bitter and hot. I love the long summer. Li Ang's summer couplets
Even if it rains, I don't know if spring will go. I feel that it will clear up before summer is deep. Fan Chengda's Xi Qing.
7. Qingjiang River embraces the village stream, and everything in Changxiajiang Village is quiet. Dufujiang village
8. Early summer is still clear and harmonious, and the grass has not rested. Xie Lingyun's "Swim Redstone into the Sea of Navigation"
9. Remnants gather in summer, and new rain brings autumn haze. Cen Can's "Water Pavilion Send Wang Huaying Shaofu to the County"
10, why do you hate wheatgrass is gone? Xia Muyang and Yin are just cute. Qin Guan's Dark Days in March
1 1, snow-covered Hanzhu, wind-rolled Noda Peng. Looking around without a trace, who pity the lonely old man. Li Deyu's "Snowy Morning"
12, the depth of compassion is in the shear wave, and a song is gathered together. The bright moon is not scattered downstairs, and the three paths are worried about the Tianhe River. Xu Hun's West Wing in the Morning
13, Guanshan Lingdankai, slate road is dust-free. The white horse went to Gaotan, and Qingniu was really angry. The heavy door is close to the giant valley, and the building is full of worship. In other words, the promotion of this policy today is not to abandon it. Wang Bo's "Morning Degree"
14, 10,000 tiles at night dawn, double eaves and evening mist. Jade flowers are candles at midnight, and gold pots are sent to Xiao. The sun shines in the green temple, and summer is born in the building. Heavy doors should lead the way, and books should lead princes. Yu Shinan's Early Morning
15, go to Beilin in the morning, and open the chest in Xiaosan. Lin was still alive when I saw him again last month. The clouds are far away, and the laughter is deep. Only when things are scarce can we know what is outside our hearts. Zhang Jiuling's "Morning Out of the Forest County"
It suddenly snowed in Lin Ting, and Hua Yao was everywhere. This year's welcome began, and last night was accompanied by spring return. Bamboo in front of the window and plum in the yard. In the eastern suburbs, you should see the Five Gods. Zhang Jiuling's Snow in the Early Spring Morning
17, go to the border town to ride, sleep and cover the night. Put on your clothes and peep at the moon, wipe your tears and wait for the cock to crow. Don't be angry for years, just like crying at night. You should hate yourself if you succeed, and you will be sent to western Liaoning sooner or later. Zhao Wei's Miscellaneous Songs, Yesterday's Salt Sleeping and Listening to Morning Chicken.
Poem 2, Fenshuishou, describes the work of getting up early.
Year: Tang Author: Luo
The service suddenly left the worry, and then it was diverted. The splashed stones return to the turbulent throat and linger in the winding stream.
Yunyan is often cloudy, rough and autumn. The situation is frost in the early morning, and the cold wind enters the police building.
Du Qing sat early at the banquet and listened to the morning drum.
Year: Song Author: Yang Zemin
Listen to the morning drum early Borrow the moon to collect the car and draw the bridge. Neighbors crow at dawn, and people are still firewood households before they get up. The cold geese on the sand are far away, but I don't expect to see my partner then. It seems that I don't know why, my eyes are full of sadness, and autumn is as difficult as Song Yu.
Don't talk about love and parting, micro-officials are tied tightly, and the period will be hard. Seal Hou Wan Li, pile gold Beidou, it is better to go home. The entertainment is getting better and better, and it is planned in a beautiful place. Will Iraq still play small words, words and lovesickness?
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cold night
Year: Tang Author: Yin
Cloud Leng Jiang is empty, and the shadow of bamboo and plum trees is uneven. Chicken dreams in the early morning,
It's even later to report to the cold market. Personnel disputes lurk, and the heavenly heart is silent.
Whoever cleans up the poor and the disabled has happiness in his eyes.
"Send Zheng Xiaolian to Huaixi Province"
Year: Tang Author: Jiao Ran
I'm embarrassed to leave early in the morning. Spring comes from Chu, and Jiao Xiao comes from Sui.
Wild clothes are wet and colorful, and Jiang Hong increases the guest's feelings. There is no need to say goodbye on the journey, sit and watch Bai Boqing.
Spring Festival and Happy Spring Festival
Year: Meta Author: Wang Zhe
This morning is auspicious, sunny and early. The mud cow shows the ancient peasants and Cao Cao. A gentle examination of the staff. Who, like me, is ploughing again. Enjoy the feast and treasure it in your arms. The taste is very wide, and you can eat Cao Zhi. Then he promised to return to Penglai Island.
"Send another day to choose an officer? Is this poem a work of latent interpretation of Taoism? 》
Year: Song Author: Su Shi
In the universe, we are old.
The streamer is safe and reliable. He is a centenarian.
Qing Zi was caught in a snare, and his literary talent speaks for itself.
Since ancient times, mountain people have never been clever.
But remember the cold rock Weng and talk about the autumn moon.
Huang Xiang is ten years old, and Zen is wonderful.
Empty-minded, willing to run around.
The official residence matters, so why get up early?
Children's voices are full of western food, and officials are scolded for sweeping.
Come to the southeast as soon as possible and cook celery with water bamboo.
Baoguang is quiet, and your yin is high.
I'll go to the ancient temple, and I'll stay late in soft language.
There are freaks in the government. Men, hidden in Songshan.
? Virtual edges can protect themselves.
Bu Zhusong Yang Shan, why? A job? When it's done.
Rao Shengjing and Zhongshan are not easy to see at a glance.
When to book a towel cart, * * * is a cloud.
Turn over? An idea? Tired, no longer chasing and jumping.
The public poem "Nanshan" is majestic and steep.
Describe pretending to be naive, and you will know what it is when you meet it.
You dare to talk about poverty until you have seen the fence.
Take medicine to the east bridge poem
Year: Southern and Northern Dynasties Author: Bao Zhao
The cock crowed and the officials got up.
Cut the drum early to bring morning.
The car is in a strange place.
Long-term vision of the city
The edge of the creeping weed is very high.
Golden man.
Fast wind is the first move.
Dust flying on the flat road.
Disturb your son.
Business people.
Huai Jin is close to profitability.
Caress the sword and say goodbye.
Rushed to Wan Li to paint.
Everything is a hundred years old.
Open fragrance and childish festivals.
Colorful and stingy surprise spring.
Honor the virtuous and shine forever.
Lonely and humble, long and secret.
Hua Rong sat on the needle to have a rest.
Who are you suffering for?
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Songshan Ten Jade Maiden Window
Year: Song Author: Su Zhe
The petrosal sinus is empty, clear and bright.
There is no real person, and the makeup is under the window.
The door opens and the autumn rain enters, the room is quiet and the wind sweeps.
Extinction is hard to find. Zhu Yan is not old.
"Xi Ningrenzi took the exam at Miaojue Temple in Luoyang in August and handed in the examination paper."
Year: Song Author: Parallel Narration
The petrosal sinus is empty, clear and bright.
There is no real person, and the makeup is under the window.
The door opens and the autumn rain enters, the room is quiet and the wind sweeps.
Extinction is hard to find. Zhu Yan is not old.
Capture the rhythm of the pen age
Year: Song Author: Du Fan
Cooking floats early in the morning, passes early, and crosses Qian Qing at midnight.
When the ship moves around the country, Cao E is light on the weir.
People say that the three realms are closed, and * * * refers to a mountain.
From ancient times to Ming dynasty, baskets and trips have gone.
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Morning letter pen
Year: Song Author: Jiang Teli
Old people can't sleep at night and love to get up early in the morning.
I like the sound of neighbors, and I prefer the noise in the Woods.
The red sun suddenly closed the window and cried for a coat.
Get out of bed and make a fire, and you will feel the spring is vast.
Wash your hands later, I feel good.
A man's beard is as white as silver and as big as a mountain.
60 years old is not always because of thinking and virtue.
There are six gentlemen in this dynasty, and the second is the same as Zhao.
Longevity test of Chen Duxiu and Gong Zheng.
Who am I? I will arrive in eighty next year.
If you dare not be a sage, then He Zudao.
Dung pills praise pearls, and you can pay a smile.
Fortunately, the eyes and ears are clever and often sound.
Although the golden hairpin is scattered, a glass of wine is not sloppy.
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"Send Wang Situ Dinghai wine to supervise tax"
Year: Song Author: Mei
You believe in sailing, you go to Cangdao.
There are many business countries, but few eastern countries.
It is too late to send a book when you are homesick.
You should smell the flowers of the sea, why the day lily.
The woodcutter's journey
Year: Song Author:
Travelers were lost early in the morning journey. They came to avoid the woodcutter.
The woodcutter worked hard to cut wood and cooked more when he was in a daze.
Going out in the middle of the night, the stars and the moon are dark, and the rugged grass is cold and wet.
Enter the market to win the grain promotion, and return to share it with his wife and children.
Peeling up the mountain as before, Momo kept busy.
Woodcutter Woodcutter, don't be sad, the world is hard and diligent.
There are locusts everywhere, and rice is expensive. I'm not satisfied with your hunger.
I am bitter and idle, covered in snowflakes, cooking sunflower and Chenopodium for the New Year.
Half asleep at night, or sighing at the stars.
People talk about things, only worry about the country, show compassion for others, and have no regrets.
How evil the world is, the tiger and the wolf compete for the elk.
Worried about sleep, endured hunger and dared not go out.
Accumulated grievances are drying up, and crops are drying up year after year.
Every time Sri Lankans wish they could not die early, the woodcutter suffered less than that.
I am calm and upright, and I have swept away the people's wounds.
When I was moved by kindness, I struggled, the woodcutter was full and I was drunk.
Let's sing with the woodcutter and talk about today's king.
To Cai Neihan Jiukui
Year: Ming Author: Golden Car
In the Qing dynasty, the sideburns have a history of spots, and the number of Jiang Zuo's ci is returned.
Raise a colored pen to chase after Han, and Yutang Guan coldly presses Xianban.
Drunk to climb the spring to watch the moon, lie down in the morning and close the door early.
Tomorrow, I will think of you looking for an old hermit, and I will rush to Dongting Mountain in the rain.
On the night of August 13, people in the dream house were shocked and cried because they remembered last year.
Year: Ming Author: Yang Shen
Even the broken dreams are blurred, and the window paper is late.
But I remember this day last year to remind people to get up early in the morning.