Wang Bo's Preface to Wang Teng Pavilion
"Yueyang Tower" Fan Zhongyan
Liu Yuxi, Humble Room Inscription
"Yellow Crane Hug" Cui Hao
"Guan Wa Kung Fu" Fan Chengda
Sima Xiangru in Changmen Fu
One of the Palace Music Words (Tang Libai)
Inscription: made by imperial edict. Ming Taizu sat in the Shen Xiangting, feeling something, trying to get a white movement. Called in, white drunk, face full of water, this just a little relieved. Pen writing, Wan Li finely crafted.
Golden House, purple Ying Ying. Baoji puts mountain flowers, and Dianthus embroidered Luo clothes.
Every time I leave the palace, I often walk back with the steps. I'm only worried about singing and dancing and turning into colorful clouds.
The autumn wind broke the hut.
Du Fu
In August and autumn, the wind roared and rolled up my three hairs. Hair flew over the river and sprinkled on the periphery of the river. The highest one hangs a long forest tip, and the lower one floats to Shentang 'ao. The children in Nancun bully me. I can stand being a thief. I openly carried Mao into the bamboo forest, and my lips were so dry that I couldn't breathe. When I came back, I sighed on crutches. In an instant, the wind will set the color of the clouds and ink, and the autumn will be bleak and dark. This cloth has been as cold as iron for many years, and Joule has been lying down and cracking. There is no dry place in the bedside table, and the feet are numb with rain. How can you get wet all night since you are in a mess and don't get enough sleep! There are tens of millions of buildings in Ande, which greatly protect all the smiles of the poor in the world, and the wind and rain are as quiet as mountains. Oh! When I suddenly see this house in front of me, I will freeze to death alone!
There are high-rise poems in the northwest
Author: Lu Ji (Wei and Jin Dynasties)
What a tall building. Have a safe trip. Dust came out of the window. Through the clouds
Beauty caresses the harp. Hands are free. Aromatic gases condense with the wind. If mourning is full of sadness.
2. What are the poems describing the house? 1, the strong wind in August, whistling, rolled my three hairs. Hair flew over the river and sprinkled on the periphery of the river. The highest one hangs a long forest tip, and the lower one floats to Shentang 'ao. -"The hut was blown by the autumn wind" Du Fu (Tang Dynasty)
Commentary: In the late autumn of August, the wind roared, and the wind swept away several layers of thatch on my roof. The thatched grass flew across Huanhuaxi and scattered on the other side of the river. The high-flying thatch is wrapped around the high treetops, and the low-flying thatch floats and sinks into ponds and depressions.
2, the screen window is getting sunset, and no one in the golden house sees tears. -"Spring Complaint" Liu (Tang Dynasty)
Interpretation: the sunshine outside the screen window fades and the dusk gradually falls; Lock up the mansion, and no one will see my sad tears.
3. Harmonious curved houses and deep alley orchestral music. -"Youth Travel" Liu Changqing (Tang Dynasty)
Interpretation: The bead curtain is closed in the secret room, and music is played in the long lane.
4. In the north of the main hall, the pavilion is the boundary, while in the south, ponds are dug, drainage and trees are planted as a resting place. -"Xi Yu Ting Ji" Su Shi (Song Dynasty)
Commentary: A pavilion was built in the north of the main hall, and a pond was dug in the south to draw running water and plant trees as a resting place.
5, the building of Gaomen is a bit awkward, and the floating double is too clear. -"Tongquetai Fu" Cao Zhi (Wei and Jin Dynasties)
Interpretation: This is really a magnificent and tall building, with high platforms on both sides as if floating in space.
3. A poem describing the beauty of the palace: a palace poem; Du Mu's Preface to Wang Tengting; Wang Bo's Yueyang Tower; Fan Zhongyan's Humble Room Inscription; Liu Yuxi's Embrace the Yellow Crane; Cui Hao's palace is a pavilion tile; Fan Chengda's Changmen Fu; The first line of Sima Xiangru Palace (Don Li Bai); Inscription: Left.
Ming Taizu sat in the Shen Xiangting, feeling something, trying to get a white movement. Called in, white drunk, face full of water, this just a little relieved.
Pen writing, Wan Li finely crafted. Golden House, purple Ying Ying.
Baoji puts mountain flowers, and Dianthus embroidered Luo clothes. Every time I leave the palace, I often walk back with the steps.
I'm only worried about singing and dancing and turning into colorful clouds. The thatched cottage was broken by the autumn wind. Du Fu growled in August and autumn, and my three hairs rolled up.
Hair flew over the river and sprinkled on the periphery of the river. The highest one hangs a long forest tip, and the lower one floats to Shentang 'ao. The children in Nancun bully me. I can stand being a thief.
I openly carried Mao into the bamboo forest, and my lips were so dry that I couldn't breathe. When I came back, I sighed on crutches. In an instant, the wind will set the color of the clouds and ink, and the autumn will be bleak and dark.
This cloth has been as cold as iron for many years, and Joule has been lying down and cracking. There is no dry place in the bedside table, and the feet are numb with rain.
How can you get wet all night since you are in a mess and don't get enough sleep! There are tens of millions of buildings in Ande, which greatly protect all the smiles of the poor in the world, and the wind and rain are as quiet as mountains. Oh! When I suddenly see this house in front of me, I will freeze to death alone! There is a tall building in the northwest of China. Author: Luji (Wei and Jin Dynasties) is a tall building.
Have a safe trip. Dust came out of the window.
Through the clouds Beauty caresses the harp.
Hands are free. Aromatic gases condense with the wind.
If the incense is lost.
This poem about house describes "house" like this:
1. Song Xin Qi Ji's "Qingpingle Village"
The thatched roof of the hut is low and small, and the stream is covered with green grass.
Drunk Wu local drunk, gentle voice, white-haired old man who is it?
The eldest son is weeding in the bean field on the east side of the stream, and the second son is busy knitting chicken cages.
My favorite is my youngest son, who is lying in the grass, peeling the lotus just picked.
2. Liu Tang Yuxi's "Humble Room Inscription"
The mountain is not high, and the fairy is famous. The water is not deep, and the dragon is the spirit. I am a humble room, but I am virtuous. The moss on the stage is green, and the curtain grass is green. There is no Ding Bai who laughs and has a university. You can tune the pipa and read Jin Dian. There is no confusion, and there is no complicated form. Zhuge Lu in Nanyang and Ting Yun Pavilion in West Shu. Kong Ziyun: What's wrong?
3. Wei's Pastoral in Spring
Pigeons sing on the house in spring, and apricot flowers are white on the edge of the village. Hold an axe to cut far and wide, and hoe the spring pulse.
Yan knows his lair, so he looks at the new calendar. If you are in a hurry, you will not be royal, and if you are far away, you will travel far.
4. Song Yang Wanli's Cold Food on the Tomb
Go straight to your husband! Can this bridge be out of danger?
The maple leaves in the distant mountains are pale outside, and the broken houses are beside the lonely wheat.
The spring breeze is coming again, and all the new buildings are gone.
Pear blossoms are cold food, and it is only when you enter the festival that you are worried.
5. Tang Du Fu's Autumn Wind Breaking the Cottage
In August and autumn, the wind roared and rolled up my three hairs. Hair flew over the river and sprinkled on the periphery of the river. The highest one hangs a long forest tip, and the lower one floats to Shentang 'ao.
The children in Nancun bully me, and I can't stand being a thief in the opposite direction and openly carrying Mao into the bamboo forest. My lips are burnt, my mouth is dry, and I can't breathe. When I came back, I sighed at my staff.
In an instant, the wind will set the color of the clouds and ink, and the autumn will be bleak and dark. This cloth has been as cold as iron for many years, and Joule has been lying down and cracking. There is no dry place in the bedside table, and the feet are numb with rain. What's the point of getting wet all night?
There are tens of millions of luxury houses in Ande, which greatly protect the poor in the world, with a spring breeze and a mountain of wind and rain. Oh! When I suddenly see this house in front of me, I will freeze to death alone!
5. What ancient poems describe "house": 1. The thatched cottage was broken by the autumn wind (Tang Du Fu). In August, the wind roared, and it swept my triple grass.
Hair flew over the river and sprinkled on the periphery of the river. The highest one hangs a long forest tip, and the lower one floats to Shentang 'ao. The children in Nancun bully me. I can stand being a thief.
I openly carried Mao into the bamboo forest, and my lips were so dry that I couldn't breathe. When I came back, I sighed on crutches. In an instant, the wind will set the color of the clouds and ink, and the autumn will be bleak and dark.
This cloth has been as cold as iron for many years, and Joule has been lying down and cracking. There is no dry place in the bedside table, and the feet are numb with rain.
How can you get wet all night since you are in a mess and don't get enough sleep! There are tens of millions of luxury houses in Ande, which greatly protect the poor in the world, with a spring breeze and a mountain of wind and rain. Oh! When I suddenly see this house in front of me, I will freeze to death alone! 2. He Xinlang (stone) Ru Yanfei dances.
No one is quiet. When it turns cloudy to noon, the new bath is cool at night. Hand-made white round fan, fan like jade for a while.
I'm getting sleepy, lonely and awake. Who will push the embroidery worker out of the curtain? It's a waste of time to teach people to dream of breaking Yaotai music.
The wind is beating on the bamboo again. Pomegranate half spit red scarf Cu.
When all the flowers are floating, I will be alone with you. Looking closely at a beautiful branch, my heart is as heavy as a burden.
Afraid of being caught, autumn wind is green. Stay here, you can't bear to touch it after drinking and drinking.
* * * pink tears, two rustling. 3. Die, lean on a dangerous building (brave), lean on a dangerous building.
Looking forward to spring sorrow, the sky is dark. In the afterglow of grass and smoke.
Who knows why I lean on the tracks silently? I'm getting drunk.
When drinking is a song, strong music is still tasteless. I don't regret widening my belt.
It's worth getting tired for my coquetry. 4. How deep is the Garden (Song Ouyang Xiu)? How deep is the courtyard? Willow piles of smoke, no heavy curtain.
Jade music carving saddle tour smelting place, the building is not high, look at Zhangtai Road. March storm, closing at dusk, not planning to stay in spring.
Tears ask flowers silently, and red flies over the swing. 5. Magpie Bridge Fairy heard that Du Fu (Song) was quiet under the eaves, the window lights were dim, and the Spring Festival Evening was even stormy.
The warbler's nest is always silent, but on a moonlit night, she often cries out Du Yu. I shed tears in a hurry, dreaming, and picked up the deep branches to fly away.
So, the mountain is uncomfortable, half-life, floating! 6. eat areca (Stone) has no branches in the moonlight, and the foundation is built at night. There is a fan between the clouds, and it is summer in September.
There is a diaojiao building above, surrounded by crimson thorns. The wind deceives the purple phoenix eggs, and the rain darkens the dragon milk.
As soon as the cracked bag landed, it boiled itself with the skin. When the northern guests are unfamiliar at first, it is difficult to convince the dietary customs.
When you are weak, you are afraid of being discouraged and start chewing or half vomiting. The absorption of body fluid is slightly sweet, and the molars are bitter.
The face is too cold and the taste is absolutely charming. It's a good idea to punish Peng Xun and push the hub.
If the wind is stubborn, make it up from time to time. The medicine can be preserved firmly and the fruit can be used.
When Mr. Wang lost his job, he lost his job. If you take a pill every day, your stomach will be insulted.
Stab navel kidney, quinoa rotten pavilion at noon. Read the book lamp to see the cream, and miss the calculation.
Old eyes are afraid of less sleep and fatigue. Eager for merlin to swallow, eager for yellow to act alone.
But in the agricultural classics, I accept this trapped journey. Bull tongue doesn't pay people, and popular people are willing to pay more.
I know I am biased, but I can reward bad words. 7. The song of building a house (Wen Song Tianxiang) has its own system and one room is autonomous.
After two years of heavy rain, the ground pollution has become a beach. People worry about me. It's made of earth.
Can be built two feet, like water. When the rotten soil came, I hated it.
You can't hide your nose. You can't go near it. In an instant, the black grave spread, and thousands of voices were mixed.
But when you see it is flat, there is no doubt about dung. Know what's going on in the world, not the base.
If you can hide your eyes, it stinks and boasts. What the world doesn't distinguish is that sheep are quality, tiger skin.
The big one is just small. Stay in the depths of my mystery and watch the passage of Tao silently.
The cicada left and suddenly went against the troubled times. Yao Shun can't come, and it's hard for Han and Tang Dynasties.
If you are sick and worry about your parents, you will be trapped alone. I would rather kill a field than live for a brick.
It took seven feet to get ten ping. The Yellow River has been clear for thousands of years, and life is like dew.
Give birth to a man without raising him. Give birth to a daughter as a breast. Extended information 1. There was a loose wind in the house and the window was broken.
-Xin Qiji's "Qingpingle Living Alone in Boshan Wangshi Temple" 2. There are long vegetation and trees around Xia Meng's house. -Tao Yuanming's Reading Shan Hai Jing 3. Spring is singing on the house, and apricot flowers in the village are white.
-Wang Wei's "Spring Pastoral" 4. Far away from the mountains, the house is lonely. -Yang Wanli's "Cold Food on the Tomb" 5. Stop shuttling and think of people far away, and stay in a lonely room with tears in your eyes.
-Li Bai's "Night Cry" 6. Jade pot to buy spring rain to enjoy. -Stuart Kong's "Twenty-four Poems and Elegance" 7. Break the wall and rain into words, and there are no monks and writers in the old house.
-Chen Shidao's Spring Show Neighborhood 8. The bottom of the cold window of the ancient house. Listen to some songs, the well is flying.
-Zhou Bangyan's Night Tour Palace, Sunshine under Leaves.
6. An ancient poem describing the house "Poem on the Northwest Tall Building"
What a tall building. Have a safe trip.
Dust came out of the window. Through the clouds
Beauty caresses the harp. Hands are free.
Aromatic gases condense with the wind. Sad sounds are fragrant.
Jade capacity who can care? The whole city is playing.
Stand and watch the sun. Sigh again and again.
Don't complain about standing for a long time. I hope the singer is happy.
Thinking about driving back to Hongyu. Han, fly with me.
There are tall buildings in the northwest.
Who worries alone?
Ask what you remember.
Xiaojun leyou
Climbing up the stairs and looking into the distance, rain and raindrops spilled, and the sky was near dusk.
7. What are the poems praising "house"? 1. Tao Rensong: There are potted plants in front of Meimen, and there are no tiles in the house.
A rich man lives in a tile-roofed building without touching mud. The tile-burning workers dug and dug all day, and all the soil in front of the door was dug up, but there was no tile in their house.
Those rich people live in high-rise buildings covered with tiles without even touching their fingers. 2. The cabin was broken by the autumn wind. Tang Dynasty: Du Fu growled in August and autumn, and rolled up my Sanhe grass.
Hair flew over the river and sprinkled on the periphery of the river. The highest one hangs a long forest tip, and the lower one floats to Shentang 'ao. The children in Nancun bully me, and I can't stand being a thief in the opposite direction and openly carrying Mao into the bamboo forest.
My lips are burnt, my mouth is dry, and I can't breathe. When I came back, I sighed at my staff. In an instant, the wind will set the color of the clouds and ink, and the autumn will be bleak and dark.
This cloth has been as cold as iron for many years, and Joule has been lying down and cracking. There is no dry place in the bedside table, and the feet are numb with rain.
What's the point of getting wet all night? There are tens of millions of luxury houses in Ande, which greatly protect the poor in the world, with a spring breeze and a mountain of wind and rain. Oh! When I suddenly see this house in front of me, I will freeze to death alone! In late August and autumn, the wind roared and swept away several layers of thatch on my roof.
The thatched grass flew across Huanhuaxi and scattered on the other side of the river. The high-flying thatch is wrapped around the high treetops, and the low-flying thatch floats and sinks into ponds and depressions.
A group of children in Nancun bullied me, so they had the heart to be "thieves" to grab things face to face and run into the bamboo forest with thatch in their arms. I'm thirsty and I can't stop drinking. When I came back, I sighed alone on crutches.
After a while, the wind stopped and the dark clouds in the sky were as black as ink. In late autumn, the sky becomes dark and foggy. This cloth has been covered for years, cold and hard, like an iron plate.
The child's sleeping posture is not good and the quilt is torn. When it rains, the roof leaks, and there is no dry place at home. The rain on the roof keeps leaking down like hemp thread.
Since the Anshi Rebellion, I haven't slept much. The nights are long, the house leaks and the bed is wet. How can I stay up until dawn? How can we get thousands of spacious and tall houses, generally shelter the poor people in the world and make them smile, while the houses are unmoved in the wind and rain, as stable as Mount Tai? Alas! When will such a towering house appear in front of me? At that time, even if my hut is blown down by the autumn wind, I will willingly freeze to death myself! 3. He Sina Xia Jing Song Dynasty: Su Shi flies like smoke.
No one is quiet. When it turns cloudy to noon, the new bath is cool at night. Hand-made white round fan, fan like jade for a while.
I'm getting sleepy, lonely and awake. Who will push the embroidery worker out of the curtain? It's a waste to teach people and dreams to break the music of Yao and Tai.
The wind is beating on the bamboo again. Pomegranate half spit red scarf Cu.
I will be alone with you when the flowers bloom and the waves fall. Looking closely at a beautiful branch, my heart is as heavy as a burden.
Afraid of being caught, autumn wind is green. Stay here, you can't bear to touch it after drinking and drinking.
* * * pink tears, two rustling. Swallows fly to the beautiful house with carved beams and painted buildings, and there is no one around. Wutong turned around at noon.
On a cool evening, the beautiful woman just came out of the bath. Holding a silk-woven white round fan, the round fan and the plain hand are as crisp as white jade.
Gradually sleepy, leaning back on the pillow, sleeping soundly. At this time, I was thinking, who is pushing the door of color embroidery? Emptiness awakened Yaotai's good dream.
Give ear and listen, it turns out that the wind is knocking on the bamboo. Pomegranate flowers are half-blooming, like a red scarf. Only when floating flowers such as peaches and apricots are all gone will they bloom and associate with lonely beauty.
Look at this rich pomegranate carefully. The petals are as tight as a beauty's heart. I'm afraid that only the leaves are green when the west wind blows down.
If beautiful women come in the future, you can't bear to touch them after drinking and drinking. At that time, tears and petals will fall together and make a rustling sound.
4, the humble room Tang and Ming dynasties: Liu Yuxi's mountain is not high, there are immortals. The water is not deep, and the dragon is the spirit.
I am a humble room, but I am virtuous. The moss on the stage is green, and the curtain grass is green.
There is no Ding Bai who laughs and has a university. You can tune the pipa and read Jin Dian.
There is no confusion, and there is no complicated form. Zhuge Lu in Nanyang and Ting Yun Pavilion in West Shu.
Kong Ziyun: What's wrong? The mountain is not high, but the fairy is famous. The water is not deep, and with the dragon, it seems to have aura.
This is a humble house, but I (the people who live in it) have a good moral character (so I don't feel humble). The moss marks on the steps are green; The grass is green and reflected in the curtains.
All the people who come here to talk and laugh are knowledgeable scholars. Those without shallow knowledge can play the unpretentious guqin and read Buddhist scriptures. No music, no official documents.
There is Zhuge Liang Caotang in Nanyang and Yangzi Yunting in West Shu. Confucius said: What's so simple about this? 5. Climbing the Yellow Crane Tower in the Tang Dynasty: A long time ago, the Yellow Crane took a saint to Cui Hao, and now there is nothing left but the Yellow Crane Tower.
The yellow crane never revisited earth, there have been no long white clouds for thousands of years. Every tree in Hanyang has become clear due to sunlight, and Nautilus Island is covered with sweet grass.
But I looked home, and the twilight was getting thicker. The river is shrouded in mist, which brings people deep melancholy. The immortal of the past has flown away with the Yellow Crane, leaving only an empty Yellow Crane Tower here.
The yellow crane never came back. For thousands of years, it only saw long white clouds. Hanyang trees are clearly visible in the sun, and Nautilus Island is covered with green grass.
It is getting late. Looking into the distance, where is my hometown? In front of me, I saw a mist hanging over the river, which brought people deep sorrow.
8. What are the poems describing quaint houses? 1. I am a humble room, but I am virtuous. The moss on the stage is green, and the curtain grass is green. -Tang Yuxi's "Humble Room Inscription"
Interpretation: This is a humble house, but I (the people who live in it) have a good moral character (I don't feel humble). The moss marks on the steps are green; The grass is green and reflected in the curtains.
2. The eaves are long and clean without moss, and flowers and trees are planted by hand. One water protects the field and surrounds the green, and two mountains send green. -Wang Song Anshi "Mr. Shu Huyin"
Interpretation: The courtyard of the thatched cottage is often cleaned, so clean that there is no moss. Flowers, trees, rows and ridges are all planted by the owner himself. A small river outside the courtyard protects the farmland and surrounds it; Two big mountains open doors to give people green.
3, five steps on the first floor, ten steps and one cabinet; Corridor waist back, eaves high; Hold the terrain, intrigue. -Tang Du Mu's Epang Palace Fu
Interpretation: five steps to the first floor, ten steps to a pavilion, corridors like ribbons, cornices arranged like teeth pecking at heights like bird's mouths. Pavilions and pavilions are built according to the height of the terrain, (lower corner) hooks the center of the house (upper corner), and the corners (side by side) compete.
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3, five steps on the first floor, ten steps and one pavilion, the corridor is like a ribbon, and the cornices arranged like teeth peck at the heights like bird's mouths. Pavilions and pavilions are built according to the height of the terrain, (lower corner) hooks the center of the house (upper corner), and the corners (side by side) compete.
9. The poem praising the house is 1. I am a humble room, but I am virtuous. The moss marks on the upper steps are green, and the grass is green. There is no Ding Bai who laughs and has a university. -Liu Yuxi's Humble Room Inscription in the Tang Dynasty
This is a humble house, but I don't feel humble because of my good character. The moss is green and grows on the stage, and the grass is green, which is reflected in the curtain. People who come here to talk and laugh are knowledgeable people, but no people with shallow knowledge.
2, the peak turns around, there are pavilion wings on the spring, and the pavilion is also drunk. -"Zuiweng Pavilion" Ouyang Xiu in Song Dynasty
Interpretation: Spring winds along the mountain peak and turns along the mountain road. There is a pavilion that flies on the spring like a bird spreading its wings, and that is the Zuiweng Pavilion.
3. Like smoke and dancing. No one is quiet. When it turns cloudy to noon, the new bath is cool at night. -"He Xinlang Summer Scene" Song Dynasty: Su Shi
Swallows fly to the beautiful house with carved beams and painted buildings, and there is no one around. Wutong turned around at noon. On a cool evening, the beautiful woman just came out of the bath.
4. Overpressure exceeds 300 miles, isolating the sun from the sky. Mount Li is built in the north and folded in the west, leading directly to Xianyang. -"Epang Palace Fu" Du Mu in Tang Dynasty
It covers more than 300 miles of ground, and the palace is towering into the sky, isolating the sun from the sky. It was built from Mount Li to the north, then turned west and went all the way to Xianyang.
5, the building of Gaomen is a bit awkward, and the floating double is too clear. -"Tongquetai Fu" Cao Zhi in Wei and Jin Dynasties
This is really a magnificent building, with high platforms floating in space on both sides.
6, cross sparse window, Aji third order. -"There are tall buildings in the northwest" is unknown in the Han Dynasty.
High-rise buildings are decorated with carved wooden strips, staggered into beautiful panes, surrounded by tall eaves and three steps.