For example:
Tan Tan Si Ting, the stream is gurgling.
But see the butterfly dance, but smell the birds singing.
Nanping to Xi, if Xi LAM Raymond.
The wind is cool and the clouds are dancing dragons.
When the moon comes out, the mountain is very quiet, very quiet.
Drink alone with light wine.
Miss Iraqi, I feel like you.
Eyebrows are as far as eyes, and she is looking forward to it.
If the hand is soft, the posture is lonely.
Tossing and turning, the beauty falls asleep.
Dream, dream, Tan Tan Siting.
And:
A beautiful and virtuous woman is a good spouse of a gentleman.
I can't wait, I can't wait.
2. Four sentences in China's ancient poems describe ice and snow 1 "Bai Xuege Farewell to Tian Shuji Wu's Home" Tang Censhen's north wind rolls white grass, and eight In the snow's Tatar days are like spring breeze. At night, the petals of Wanli pear tree are blown into the bead curtain, which is wet with silk curtain, fur coat is cold and cotton mat is thin. The general's horn bow is out of control, and his iron clothes are still cold. The sea is dry and the clouds are light. China's army bought wine to drink back home. Play with him savage pipa, guitar and harp until dusk. When the snow shattered our tent, our frozen red flag couldn't fly in the wind. We watched him go east through the wheel tower door and enter the snowdrift of Tianding Road. Then he disappeared at the turn of the pass, leaving only hoofprint behind him. 2. The owner of Hibiscus Mountain. In Liu Changqing in the Tang Dynasty, the setting sun was far away, the weather was cold and the family was poor. Chai Men smells dogs barking, and the snow returns home at night. 3. Xue Meisong, Lu Meipo and Xue Mei refused to surrender in the spring, and the poet's pavilion commented on the pen fee. May Xu Xun Si Nuo was three points white. Snow has lost plum blossoms. 4. "Farewell to Mr. Lu" On the snowy night before Tangshan, I left my soul outside Jinguan City. If Xin Lingjun asks me, he is grateful to Yimen. 5. "Hunting", Tang Dujiao, general hunting Weicheng. The grass is withered and the eagle is dazzling, and the snow is light. After Xinfengcheng, I returned to Xiliuying. Looking back, the town in the valley is getting colder and colder. 7. There are no birds in the Baishan Mountain in Zongyuan, Liu Tang, Jiang Xue, and there are no footprints in thousands of roads. A boat and a bamboo cloak, an old man is fishing in Leng Jiang-snow. A suggestion from Bai Juyi to my friend Liu Tang is an old green bottle, there's a stir of red in the quiet stove. If it snows at night, you can have a cup of plum blossoms. In the Song Dynasty, there were some plums in the corner of Wang Anshi's room, and hanling opened them alone. If you know it's not snow, it's because it has a faint fragrance. The sun is shining. Why don't the sun and the moon shine like this? Only the north wind falls from the sky. Yanshan snowflakes are as big as seats, and pieces fall on XuanYuanTai. In December, you miss your wife and stop singing and laughing. It's sad to see pedestrians leaning against the door and miss the Great Wall. Don't raise a sword to save the border, leave this tiger and Jin Mao with a white arrow. Spiders weave webs and make dust. The north wind, rain and snow are hard to cut. 1 1. Don't be a big boy. The days in Huang Yun are very long, and there are many geese and snow in the north wind. Mochow had no confidant in front of her, and everyone knew you 12. The song of the fortress, Lun, hung high under the moon, the geese soared, and the Tatar leader fled from the darkness. We carried a light horse and a car full of snow bows and swords, and we pursued it. 2066.666614 《 A Snowy Night Sitting in the Village 》 Tang Juyi was sitting under the lamp behind the south window, and the wind was dark. On a lonely and deep country night, I heard wild geese in the snow. 15, "Song at 4 o'clock in the middle of the night" 65438+ made him bullied by the snow. 18 "Winter in Chang 'an", when it was snowing in Du Xunhe in the Tang Dynasty, the leisure room was frozen and it was difficult to know the fate of the scholar. The ape sings three times, and the cypress is withered. It should be a fair. It's snowing outside Tang Du Mu's window, holding the stove and opening the jars. It's cold and snowy at night. Where should I live? Warm my tent, warm my stove. Two brown feathers and a velvet carpet. I can't stand the cooked porridge, so I can't sleep well in the morning. It's my heart and body, so I don't care about anything. I spent six years in this snowstorm. Suddenly, the tourists in Philip Burkart remembered the early courtiers. I stepped on the ice and invaded the night walk, but cold ling didn't wake up. My heart is my father and I am a man. I should live up to my expectations. 2 1, "Shangzhou Guest House" In Meng Jiao, Tang Dynasty, it was snowy in Shangshan, and the clothes of the wanderers were single. Looking around, I lost my way, and I was worried about saving my lungs and liver. I feel old when I am short, and I feel cold when I grow up at night. I shed tears on xiaoxiang strings and played the piano with sad music. It's easy to know a friend today, but it's difficult to know the meaning in ancient times. Today I can distinguish between sound and meaning, and I can learn from it wisely. Shao Qing should know your son's heart. 23. "Snow Song" Tang Lixian used the same cloud to be as miserable as heaven, and the cold dragon shook the rain. The flowers in the emerald garden are uneven, and the wind in the Milky Way is very shocking. Xie Ke doesn't live in Xuan Yin, but he got lost on the way. Xi He was tired and dizzy, but Yuan Yuan returned to Tai Su temporarily. I wonder if it won the hearts of the people. 24, "Wind and Sheng Zhi Yuan Ri Xue Climb the Building" Tang appropriate date has fallen, Tianbao helps China. Since ancient times, it has been the first to bid for Ruidie. Who is lighter than Huayang? The dense floating powder part is as cold as light, and the static pressure on the pine tree is oblique. But the little minister is eager to try, singing and dancing.
I long for four love poems, the first four words of which are "I love Moore". I think people have been wise since ancient times, and I really love you all my life. Ink with flowers near the stream, children and grandchildren have fun. I am at leisure with the world, and I cherish the long line of treating teenagers. The ink pen is delicate and secretive, and my children's feelings are easy to pity. My emperor is a saint, and I love writing articles. The ink imperial edict is attentive and charming. My son loves Yu Di in the breeze. It's really gratifying, the pen and ink are exquisite, but the children's opinions are very few. I have a breeze, and I love mountains, so I want to be loved by the people. Mo Qing's wave is fresher, and my children and grandchildren are famous. My family envy each other, and my love for you will never change. Mo Miao's eyes are self-evident at the first sight, and the children's smiles are full of the breath of time. I met her in safety, and my lover is magnificent and magnificent. The dark green snails are green and gold. The child's elders fell in love with the valley. I know how to study and think carefully. I love to taste the words of beauty and snow. Mo Miao even allowed me to peek at the baby at home. How long can my children travel? I love the old scenery of Linquan, and I love the life dream of Shantang. Who knows Chu's guests? My children and grandchildren go upstairs respectfully.
4. Write a four-sentence love poem with your heart. Only by touching yourself can you touch others.
Qingming Mourning Poem (Fragment Hidden Tail)
Flowers are floating in the leaves, without rain, and a song is about to die.
After three years of sleep, a thousand words are hard to stretch.
I will recall the past with my classmates, and time flies in the snow.
Looking back, when I came at the beginning of the year, I could fold a few more wonderful flowers.
I am ashamed of flowers and the moon, and my eyes are full of tears.
Half a year has passed in a flash, and your heart is very stable and there is no progress.
Someone wiped your eyes with tears, but who can guess whether my heart drops blood?
I was going to chase the moon, but the moon turned into the ditch without hesitation.
You can change your mind in one day, but you can't cover it with a three-foot peach blossom.
Hand in hand to revisit the land of that year, you said never to part.
Who wants Conan's dream and urges me to wake up quickly?
People get older every year, and my heart doesn't move at all.
Sad and discouraged, the stone will turn nine times.
My soul has gone with the wind, and I dare not call it back.
Heartache, tears zero for that?
The mountains cover the sky and the pines are covered with jade.
Burn red incense under your knees and turn back to the green heart.
I can't bear to look back. I want to stop talking and doing things.
Since then, I have never sailed in the air again, for fear of seeing mandarin ducks flying together.
Lying awake for a long time at night, watching the moon until I can't see it.
Oriental roosters crow in the sky, flowers fall and people die!
Indeed, like many people, I can't pay homage or sweep the grave.
I can only grieve through one place in my heart.
I think if you treat me better, even a little.
I will never like anyone again.
However, you are so cold to me that my tears are condensed.
Even if I can't help thinking about it, I won't come back.
Because it will make you more helpless.
5. Five four-sentence love poems. Thank you for your kindness. It's hard for Meng Po to get rid of this kind of life.
Stay in the afterlife, help you in the same boat and sleep with you. Love is like a harp, the strings are vibrating, the sound waves are concentric, the sky is falling, the heart is there, and the years are not as good as cypress.
I've been heartbroken since we broke up last time. Now I can only meet you in my dream. My love, except the moon in the sky, who knows?
In Yue Bai, The Story Of Diu Sim, the ancient clock is pale, and flowers and autumn moon cross the sky to prevent the heart from being empty. You are silent because of you, and the dust covers up the beauty in your dreams. There are sixty-six love songs of the Sixth Dalai Lama, one of which is full of fantasy and turns into a beautiful face, just like the moon on Dongshan Mountain, gently walking out of the highest peak. Note: the beautiful image of this sentence comes to my mind, just like the bright moon rises from Dongshan and the garden dries up in a blink of an eye, which is different. In the past, the grass turned into a flying canopy, and Rao Jun became old and became like a bamboo bow in the south.
Note: Haogong, Budan, etc. in southern Tibet. Take bamboo as the third, suddenly meet each other, form a romantic couple to comfort acacia, just like crossing the vast sea, a pearl in Chad. Fourth, I met a girl, Qing Xiang, a jade muscle, who was poor and didn't meet at the roadside.
Fifth, the charming women of famous families are graceful, and they think you are virtuous when you look at the whole city, which is more than the trees in the garden and the branches are beautiful. Note: The beauty of the Dendritic Iraqis is quite unique, and it is quite unique. So far, I have forgotten my sleepiness. At that time, I still lost my arms. From then on, I missed my heart.
Seventh, I fell in love with the Iraqi family. Although I have never been in love, I have seen a few crazy bees fall in love after the Spring Festival. Its eight girls wanted to come. The weather was cold, the dew was dark, the wasps dispersed, the flowers flew, and they complained about frost killing all night.
Note: it means that breaking up bees and flowers is also the ninth reason why wild birds fall in love with reeds. They can live in reeds, but they can't stay cold, and ice blows to freeze Pinghu. The tenth method is to cross the transition without mercy, and the wooden horse in the boat will turn around. I don't know my son-in-law, but I still don't care.
Note: All the ferries in Tibet are carved from wood into horses. Looking back at the 11th Lhasa Cross Street. Occasionally, when a businesswoman wanders around, she ties a knot in a hurry and throws it on the ground to have a look. It has already started. Twelve-year-old boys are the most pitiful. In order to set up an auspicious banner and a willow tree, my brother must cherish it under the tree, so don't teach flying stones to fly in front of the banner.
Note: Tibetan customs often erect prayer flags in front of houses to pray. This poem is a gentleman's lover. Because the rain on his thirteen handwritten notes, even if it destroys the words in the book, it is hard to destroy his lover's heart and soul.
Its fourteen small characters are round and black, and the end of the paper is thoughtful, which bothers you to portray acacia and print it into Yi Xin. Note: Tibetans often use round seals, the color is dark green, and fifteen-waisted bees talk about sunflower. When was the high hall built, but it could stabilize the back of the farmer riding flowers? Please take it to the king's house in France.
Note: Manza, the pre-Buddha support method, asking people privately is also its sixteen emotions. Don't prove yourself to an empty net. You become a monk, I die, and you are out of the world of mortals. Note: The above two poems are divided into two parts. Although they are monks, they are not separated.
Sunflowers, once poets, compared people, compared with bees with thin waist, are also the same. Its meaning is the same, so * * * is a song before and after, and the seventeenth song is a sincere conversion to the life of the Lama. The avenue was clearly announced for me, but this heart was crazy and I didn't rest. I still returned to the man's side.
His18th meditation opened his eyes and asked Sambo to come down to the platform. He has never seen a saint in meditation, but he has no lover. During the 19th quiet period, he stopped practicing meditation, vividly remembered the eyes of his lover, and was willing to change his mind, that is, how difficult it was to become a Buddha.
Note: The above two poems are also a poem, which is divided into two parts. In Tibetan Buddhism, the most important thing is to wait and see. The buddhas and bodhisattvas in the view are called Japanese gods, which means that the deity is not in the view, but the lover is also there.
Yesterday, I saw two chapters in his love song, the rest of which means "butterfly lovers loves flowers": sit still and burn incense and respect, but I don't see the Tathagata and think of the sky. Only the lover came to see, and the graceful cast looked charming.
The blue sea was silent and wandering, and the golden geese flew in, suddenly stunned. Nothing is more common than the breeze wrinkling into scales.
The poem sung in the first half of the year is also a flowing cloud. This is not something that ordinary restaurants can sell. An empty girl wants her relatives to send a glass of wine, and her hometown will be drunk with auspicious flowers. Note: Vagrant women are the family members of Buddhas and can bless others. One of them is reciting the Sanskrit in a vertical building, and she wants to feel elegant with the power of Taoism. If a beautiful woman calls her, she will know that she is the Buddha spirit of the previous dynasty.
His twenty-two teeth smiled slightly, his eyes were shining, and he looked at his lover's face for no reason, but he felt dizzy with a red whirlpool. When his twenty-three emotions are strong, he will speak and may grow into a jade branch, and he will not leave before his death.
Note: The first two sentences are questions and the last two sentences are answers. Twenty-four of them were worried about their sentimentality and hurting Brahma, and they were afraid to leave the whole city when they entered the mountains. Only when the world is secure can they be worthy of the Tathagata and your Qing Dynasty. Twenty-five of them are like bees trapped in a net. Nattagombo is a teenager. His dream has only been realized for three days, and he intends to learn from the Buddha.
Note: The place names in Gongbu Collection, the words of this woman's favorite man, and her whereabouts after 26 years' farewell, I guess, have you ever criticized The Upper Terrace, whose peers are only Hairpin Phoenix, so she didn't understand anyone before telling me. Note: This woman who is suspected of having an affair and hates Chai Toufeng is speechless.
Originally, the bun was made of turquoise, but now it's changed into a hairpin phoenix. Twenty-seven laughed and said who to seduce, and the two lines of jade teeth were uneven. At this time, the heart belongs to the truth, and you can take an oath in front of Ken Nong.
On the 28th, a pair of wild mandarin ducks flew in and fixed him up as a wine girl, but they turned all beings into fairies and took the trouble to make a well-intentioned voyage. Note: Lhasa restaurant is equipped with sick men and women, that is, it is difficult for parents to talk to their parents in secret, and lovers even talk to lovers until the enemy hears the truth.
Its 30-year-old fairy is hard to find. When the former dynasty met me, it suddenly turned into a bird and was taken away by Lusang for no reason. As soon as I entered the Houmen, it was as deep as the sea. Note: I'm tired of Larong, which translates as the goddess who takes away people's souls.
Rusang's name was powerful at that time. Tibetans say this poem has a story, but they don't know in detail why the treasure is hard to get. Every thought is painful until it is lost.
Thirty-two people deeply pity each other and love each other all their lives, suddenly embrace others, care about their worries and grind their bones, and languish for you. 33 of them stole a beautiful woman and disappeared. He prayed to God to meet Buji again, thinking about the innocence of the past, just dreaming vaguely.
Note: No matter how elegant the thief is, it is hard to be the owner's ear. His 34-year-old wanderer loves Zhang Tai, and life is just like wine. He sent word that he would be his companion, and you should always come when you are dead. Note: there is a cloud: when a woman dies, there is endless wine in the cup, and the young man is in a safe place, where the joy is often left late.
This is a woman who goes out for a private meeting at night in Cangyang Jiacuo. Its thirty-five beauties were not born in the mother's womb, but in the peach tree. They hate that peach blossoms fall easily, and falling flowers are more affectionate than you.
Note: This peach blossom is so thankful that it is thinner than another person's love. He never knew him at the age of thirty-six. He asked Qu Jia if he was a wolf. Piles of flesh and blood are hard to stay and run away.