A poem about blue light

1. Are there any poems with "blue"? 1. The blue fog is in Kosashige, and the mountains and rivers are deep here. -Tang Bai Juyi's "Dripping Rain"

2. A river of smoke and water is shining in the clear mist, people on both sides of the river are painting eaves, and a lotus bush is faint in Qiu Guang. -Bird Yang Hao's "Water Fairy Chanting Jiangnan"

3. How about the breeze? The evening is blue and green. -Zhu Qing, a statue of Frost Corner in Late East Asia.

4. The mountains and waters are dripping, and the grass and sand are moist, clean and mud-free. —— Yuan Jiangyan's "Breaking the Embankment with Light Water in Sandy Mountain Orchid of Huanxi"

5. The orchid is like a screen grass, and when it is near the grass, it is covered with flowers. -Yin's Lan Ruping

6. The scarf is wet and the straw clothes are exposed. -Tang Hanshan's Poem 303

7. The eyebrows stay in the stars because of the sword, and the clothes make the clouds. -Tang Luyan's seven words

8. Qinglan low temple, warm back to the wild goose wings, draw the sand. -Song Zhou Bangyan's "Crossing the River Cloud, Blue and Low Chudian"

9. There is still a reading desk in the mountain, and the wind sweeps the picture. -Don Du Guangting's reading desk

10. The steaming orchid is like a hole, and its surface suddenly becomes transparent. -Tang Hanyu's Nanshan Poetry

2. The more poems with haze, the better. Answer Hu Ling Cao and Cao Lian, all alone, riding dusk to see the mountain, seeing Wei * * * Ai Qingshan live near the south, leading officials back.

Waste books leave water alone, and envy books go far away. - .

There are many mountains and rivers in Xunyang, and there are disputes between vegetation and trees. Blue creek on the rugged edge, green and moss.

Tall trees are rippling and rocks are falling. Wild apricots are dismantled according to the cold, and the residual clouds are shallow.

It is difficult to feel comfortable sexually, and the roads are different. Recalling the past, I finally went to the south, and the good tour was also exhibited repeatedly.

When birds are dirty, they don't know what to do. - .

The voice of scripture is in the deep bamboo, and the high house covers the door alone. Rest tree loves Lanling, listen to the birds singing.

Silence is fun, but violation is dust. - .

Songying orchid is late, and the spring pool is covered with moss green. In the bustling Maoyangling, new birds are singing in the valley.

Long-winded climb to Qiao Lin, Muz ranks first in the world. - .

There are many clear scenery in the mountains, and the stones are cold and clean. The fragrance of flowers is something in the sky, and pine and bamboo are different.

The temple is divided into Blue Mountain and Mingshan Mountain, which is close to the valley. Dizzy and poor, you can watch.

In the wind and rain area, the cold knows the dragon and snake cave. Love is empty, but life is empty

The world is not Tao, and inaction is tired of rutting. - .

The haze is full of autumn, and the ground beam is full of surprises. - .

Visit Daoling Mountain to the Holy Father, and bathe in Huachi to gather all kinds of scenery. Thousands of people ride vilen, and the clouds and trees glow.

Frost cutting around the mountain is forbidden, leaving the palace to accumulate green night and leak long. The jade steps are silent, and the green trees wither and the cold smells better.

Sanqing birds pass on immortals, and nine Chinese offer nectar. In the next Yuan Dynasty, I lost my rank and went up the mountain to worship the Xuanyuan room.

Cui Hua is hidden in the sky and a half clouds, and Danting is bright. The feather flag rests on the Yao platform, and the silk tube comes from the air.

Look up at Jingjiu Road, surrounded by colorful clouds and white cranes. With the ancient world of Gaolan, nature is carefree and self-thinking.

Eight rivers in Qinchuan are long and lingering, while five tombs in Han Dynasty are empty. It is said that the holy father took the Dan Sutra and was hundreds of millions of years old.

Life is salty, yin and yang, and worship the former king. Heroes * * * care about the world, and defeat the enemy without fighting.

Feng Fu didn't tell me about it when he was accepted, but he also came to present it. Fighting side by side, both civil and military, happy and harmonious, has changed a lot.

The holy emperor's bow and sword fell into the secluded spring, and the ancient wood Cangshan closed the palace. Inheriting the red leaves, sages and wise kings, and sublime Liuhe to exorcise evil spirits.

Fortunately, the trip to Taiping can wait today, and Tangquan Lanling is still full of atmosphere. - .

The clouds are now on the cliff, and you can see the stone edge for a hundred miles. There is a lotus monk on Panfeng in Longxi.

If it is extremely blue, it will always be cold. The body is clear with the clouds and the heart is clear with the flow.

Every time I listen to the dragon, the poet says. The Chinese fir wind blows the cassock, and the stone wall hangs a solitary lamp.

I want to thank Wei Lu for a long time and vowed to return to Mahayana. I really want to hear the monk say that ordinary people respond with their hearts.

-close the door and dream, and the fairy palm will take you back.

Lotus leaf fish boat, rattan flower hairpin. The remnants gather in the summer heat, and the new rain brings autumn haze.

I don't know what to do when I get lost, and I can't bear to think about it. There is no Xiaojiangtan in Lei Ziting's house.

-Changsha is now Jiafu, and the East China Sea is old.

Zhang Fu experienced otherworldly experience, while Li Sao followed the elegance. Golden boudoir writes ci, jade box is angry with Chen Hong.

When calligraphy is used in calligraphy, the husband and wife recruit each other, and Dan Qing is in the public. The Lord favors the left, and people hope to accumulate the Nangong.

Clever and clumsy follow different names, and the ups and downs are the same. Nine are back at the top, and three have made a fool of themselves.

Blame the court officials and forgive them. Chu Cai is carefree, and Yanshi is too reactive.

Beyond mountains and dense fog, Lin Chun is in bitter fog. Snowflakes turn over sea cranes, and waves turn over river peaks.

I often go to Zagreb to receive letters, and the sail has long been hung. Those who avoid sages will have a day and dare not love them.

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3. Bai Juyi, ancient poetry in blue, Gao Ting.

The pavilion ridge is too high to be demolished, and the owner keeps it as a western hill.

Looking at the oblique position of the sunset, a piece of spring haze reflects half a ring.

Dai Chun gave Bai Juyi.

The mountains are shining, and the magnolia flowers are white and yellow.

But I don't know what Jiangxi means. The scenery has never been different.

After birth, there will be no acacia, only acacia, and then acacia.

The body is like a floating cloud, the heart is like a flying catkin, like it, like it constantly.

There is a lingering fragrance here, and the beloved doesn't know where to go.

When is the most violent time when the symptoms of lovesickness come?

It's when the light is half dark and the moon is half bright and half bright.

-"Moon Song Chun Qing" (Xu Yuanzai Si)

At that moment, I raised my horse not to beg for happiness, but to wait for your arrival.

On that day, the Mani Pile was built not for Xiu De, but to throw stones at the Heart Lake.

That January, I shook all the prayer tubes not to cross over, but to touch your fingertips.

That year, I kowtowed on the mountain road, not to see, but to keep your warmth.

This life is not reincarnation, but meeting you on the road.

On that day, I closed my eyes and suddenly heard the true words in your Ode to Scripture in the fragrant fog of the temple.

That January, I shook all the prayer wheels not to cross over, but to touch your fingertips.

That year, I kowtowed to climb the mountain, not to see you, but to stick to your warmth.

I've climbed over mountains and water pagodas all my life, not to repair the afterlife, but to meet you on the road.

That night, I listened to Brahma sing all night, not for enlightenment, but for you.

That January, I turned all the prayer tubes not to cross over, but to touch your fingerprints.

That year, I kowtowed and held dust, not to worship Buddha, but to keep your warmth.

At that time, I crossed hundreds of mountains, not to repair the afterlife, but to meet you on the road.

At that moment, I soared to immortality, not for immortality, but for your peace and happiness.

4. Can you help me write two poems that start with dust and haze? Poems beginning with the word "dust":

Dust gives birth to half a couch, and tidbits fall off the plane. -"in my heart forever" Xu Yanbo

Dust camp pawn base, manhole captain wall. -"Tap Water" is half a thousand yuan.

The dust has been happy for a long time, and China is alone. -"send a sick white bachelor" Zhang Ji.

Dust haunts the wandering face, and butterflies make beautiful women. -Li Bai's Poems on Love in Spring

The dust is still green, and you want to be outside the dust. -Liu Jia, "Under Qi Shu, I arrived first because of six rhymes"

This poem begins with the word "Lan":

Lanfei is as sticky as fog, and tea is better than moss. -Guan Xiu, entitled Lingxi Longbow Book.

Blue lights overlap and green windows are bright. -"Off-topic Yangshan Master Tower" Miracle

Blue light gives birth to eyesight, cool in spring, and sings the soul. -"Friends of the Mountain" Miracle

Opposite Lanling is Gaozhai, where spring water irrigates vegetable fields. -"Dark Sun Shu Yuan Yan Ji" Wei

Lan Chengfen, the next dragon. -"Ci En Galand Qing Hui" Wei Wuying

I found them song by song. I hope you can adopt them and help you.

5. The poem "Lanting" about Lanting.

Year: Song Author: Lu You

Lanting desperately optimistic about my state, got up and swam away disgusting and leisurely.

Curved water flows through the ages and wins, and laurel trees gather in the mountains for one year.

The wine danced in front of the wind, and I happily returned to the boat.

The river is not far from the left sage, which makes people worry about the past and the present.

Six Lanting Poems

one

Metabolic scale, how suddenly weeks.

I am very happy this late spring, I am very gentle.

Singing and dancing, different generations are in cahoots.

Take Qi Qi and have fun.

Secondly,

Elephants move and spin endlessly.

Peach blossom is not my career, nor is it my system to go.

The patriarchal clan system is actually in place, that is, it is reasonable and self-sufficient.

If you don't feel it with your heart, you will be interested.

If you don't meet, it is a good time.

third

Three spring group products, good reason.

Look up at the blue sky and overlook the clear water bank.

There is no embarrassing view, and it is reasonable and self-sufficient.

Great achievements are made in nature and everything is different.

Although the sound of the combination is uneven, it is nothing new to me.

Fourth.

Yi and Ersanzi are entrusted by Qi.

Really explore the root of mystery, and those who are involved in the world are passers-by.

What I knew before was not what I expected. The virtual room is my home.

If you think about the Millennium, why bother thanking the past?

No phase, skeleton falling off.

Fifth.

Learn to remove dirt, don't be stingy.

It's not easy to keep fit, and heaven punishes three shackles.

If you don't stop, you will be beaten.

Although there is no silk and bamboo, there is a clear sound in Xuanquan.

Although there is no whistling and singing, chanting is more fragrant.

Once you have fun, it will last for a thousand years.

Sixth.

Combine and disperse, consolidate the normal, and trim short without beginning.

If you don't stop creating new things, you will never stand up again.

Today is a miracle, and I believe in the same dust.

Who can't have this generosity, depending on reason?

Words are immortal and rivers are clear.