"The bees and butterflies have crossed the wall one after another, but they think spring scenery is next door." (Wang Jia)
"The swing in the wall is outside the road, the layman in the wall, and the beauty in the wall laughs." (Su Shi)
Ancient sentences describing buildings and houses.
"Close the moss cover and come back to this pavilion." (Li Shangyin)
"The east wind is full of glory, and the night sky turns to the corridor." (Su Shi)
"Half-blooming flowers are full of flowers and a willow bridge wind." (Land travel)
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"The window contains the autumn snow in Xiling, at the gate of Wu Dong Wan Li boating." (Du Fu)
"When * * * cuts the candle at the west window, it talks about the rain at night." (Li Shangyin)
2. This poem about the house describes the "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!
3. What are the poems describing the house? 1. Two Spring Scenes in Mountain Residence in Tang Dynasty: Beautiful weather in Cen Can, butterflies dancing into the house.
There are several wickers and low hangers, and a mountain flower pen bed. There are crows flying in Liangyuan at dusk, and there are three or two families in the order.
I don't know how many people will go, but old flowers are coming. Spring breeze is soft, sunshine is warm, and spring ripples everywhere. Butterflies and bees fly into the hall from time to time.
A few wickers in front of the door brushed the clothes rack, and a mountain flower fell on the pen bed. The sun has set in Liangyuan, and only crows are flying around, looking at the depressions everywhere, and there are three or two houses scattered.
Trees in the garden, how can you know that people have lost their prosperity, and the annual spring breeze has blown, and flowers are still in full bloom. 2. He Xin Lang Menghan Golden House Song: Golden House in Jie Jiang, Meng Han.
She turned to the returning warbler and could recognize the old green marks on the screen. It is drizzling outside the window, and cherries and red beans are crystal clear and mellow.
Do you know that this lovesickness is hard to reconcile? It's hard to say whether you know this kind of hatred, just like playing chess.
The light reflected my thin figure, and the light of the candle was too bright. Yuanyang clinks glasses and drinks upstairs, and the wine is poured into the wine.
When will she meet again? When the palace eyebrows pass through the clouds, draw pictures.
Painting Gong Mei as a moire, and painting her with raw silk, I'm afraid it's not a fashionable new dress. Colored fan singing and dancing, the tooth plate is now, only hate no one, can sing and dance all kinds of music to understand.
Empty sleeves and tears, only relying on lonely cold bamboo! The golden house in the dream is already desolate. It's a pity that the strings on the kite are flying like flies, and the white strings on the kite are covered with dust.
She turned into a charming warbler and flew back, and she could recognize the old green scars on the screen window. It's raining in Mao Mao outside the window, and cherries and red beans are round and crystal clear.
This kind of lovesickness is hard to calm down. Do you know that?/You know what? Like a jade board, playing the ups and downs of chess. The solitary lamp reflects my thin figure and always feels that the candlelight is too bright.
Yuanyang clinks glasses and drinks upstairs, while jade cups break wine. When will she meet again? It is difficult to find the beauty of cuichai.
If you want to paint Gong Mei in the style of thin clouds, it is probably not a fashionable new makeup to describe her beautiful face with an unprocessed picture. Colorful fans, singing and dancing teeth plates are all here now, but I hate that no one can understand the music of Da Song Longsheng.
In vain, cover your sleeves and wipe your tears, relying on lonely bamboo! 3. In the Spring Festival Evening, there are two Tang poems hanging on the wall of Shushan's home: Chai Men, Guan Xiu, silent fragrance, fireworks in Shanjia, and the sun is shining in the spring rain. The flowers in the yard are misty and clear, and the children are crying for Oriole in the tree.
Shui Xiang Tang Heipu Sensen, Yuanyang? Just like poultry. The fields in front of the village are lush with mulberries, and the boundaries between the east and the west are clear and non-aggression.
Women wash cocoons in front of the clear river, and the shepherd boy plays piccolo and bathes and changes clothes in the water. Shan Weng hospitably asked me to stay, and smiled and said to Xipo that the melon beans should be ripe.
Chai Men was silent. The rice in the room was delicious, and it cleared up after the spring rain. The flowers in the courtyard are fragrant and the water in the mountains is clear. The children cried and clamored for the oriole in the tree.
Black water fragrance in the pond, dense cattail grass, mandarin duck? Swallows play in the water like poultry. There are many mulberry trees in the fields in front of and behind the village, and the boundaries between the east and the west are clear and non-aggression.
The sericulture girl washes cocoons in the Qingxi ahead, and the shepherd boy plays piccolo and dresses and bathes in the water. Shan Weng hospitably retained me, smiling and pointing to the ripe melon and bean on the west slope.
4. 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. 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. 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 August, the deep wind roared, and the strong wind swept away several layers of thatch on my roof. The thatched grass flew over Huanhuaxi and scattered across the river. The high-flying thatch is wrapped around the high treetops, and the low-flying thatch flaps its wings and sinks into ponds and depressions.
A group of children in Nancun bullied me, because I was old and had no strength, so I had the heart to be a "thief" to rob things face to face and ran into the bamboo forest with a thatch in my arms. I kept talking, and when I got home, I sighed alone on crutches.
Soon after the wind stopped, the clouds in the sky were as black as ink, and the autumn sky became dark and misty. The cloth quilt has been covered for many years, cold and hard, like an iron plate. The child's sleeping posture is not good and the quilt is broken.
In case of rain, there is no dry place in the whole house, and the rain keeps leaking down like drooping hemp thread. I haven't slept much since the Anshi Rebellion. The house is wet and dry. How can we get through the night? How to get thousands of spacious houses, generally shelter the world's poor, make them smile, encounter wind and rain, the house is also as stable as Mount Tai.
Alas! When will such a towering house appear in front of me? At that time, even if my hut was blown down by the autumn wind and froze to death, I would be willing! 5, Qingping Ledushan Boshan Wang Shi Temple Song Dynasty: Xin Qiji hungry rats around the bed, bats turn on the lights and dance. There is a breeze blowing in the room, and it is raining hard. I am talking to myself between the broken paper windows.
From the northern frontier to the south, and now retired to the forest, it is already an old face with white hair. A cold autumn wind blew through the thin cloth quilt and woke up suddenly. It was still a dream country in front of me.
Hungry mice ran around the bed and bats jumped up and down around the dim oil lamp. The wind mixed with pine trees roared like a raging wave; The rain poured down and beat on the roof; Enough paper was torn by the wind, whistling, as if talking to himself.
From Saibei to Jiangnan, I am now hiding in the mountains, my face is old and my hair is white. A cold autumn wind blew through the thin quilt and woke up suddenly. It was Wan Li's dream.
4. A landscape poem in Tang Dynasty-Du Mu
In the distance, there are people in the depths of white clouds. Stop and sit in the maple forest late, and the frost leaves are red in February flowers.
Antique-Li Bai
The fairy shines like a star on the lotus peak in Huashan Mountain. Holding a white hibiscus flower in both hands, curled up into a ball.
Looking at Yue-Du Fu
What a magnificent scenery Mount Tai is! Out of Qilu, green peaks can still be seen. The magical nature brings together thousands of beautiful mountains in the south and the separation between morning and dusk in the north.
Caiyun lave? My mind is free and easy, birds fly back and forth before my nervous eyes ... trying to climb to the top of the mountain: it dwarfs all the peaks under our feet.
Try to climb to the top of the mountain: it dwarfs all the peaks under our feet. (Du Fu: "Looking at Yue")
Chang' an fell, the country was broken, and only the mountains and rivers remained; Spring has come, and the sparsely populated Chang' an city is densely forested. (Du Fu: Hope in Spring)
I planted beans at the foot of Nanshan, and the weeds in the field were covered with peas. (Tao Yuanming: Return to the Garden)
The fairy shines like a star on the lotus peak in Huashan Mountain. Plain-handed hibiscus, empty steps are too clear (Li Bai; Antique)
The mountain is high and the moon is small, and the truth comes out. Lu You's Hou Chibi Fu
Sunset is beyond the mountain, and spring water passes through. (couplet)
The purple mist is illuminated by sunlight, and the waterfall hangs in front of the mountain. On the high cliff, it seems to be thousands of feet high, which makes people think that the Milky Way has fallen from heaven to earth. (Li Bai's Looking at Lushan Waterfall)
Hundreds of rivers boil and mountains and rivers break. The high valley is the shore, and the deep valley is the mausoleum. (The Book of Songs)
There is nothing in the mountains in this river beyond heaven and earth. (Wang Wei's "Han River Flooding")
Tao Jin Yuanming: Picking chrysanthemums under the hedge, you can see Nanshan leisurely.
Guo Song Xi: Spring Mountain is as plain as a smile, Summer Mountain is green, Autumn Mountain is as bright as makeup, and Winter Mountain is as bleak as sleep.
Don Scottu: People are getting strange in the local accent, but they hate the warbler sound like Laoshan.
Stone: From one side of the ridge, it becomes a mountain peak, and the distance is different. I can't recognize the true face of Lushan Mountain because I am there.
Don Wang Wei: This river is beyond heaven and earth, where the colors of the mountains are both there and there.
Don Han Yu: The river is like a ribbon, and the mountains are like jade pins.
Don Li Bai: Five ancient peaks in the southeast of Lushan Mountain cut Jin Furong from the green hills. I can enjoy the beautiful scenery of Jiujiang when I reach the summit, and I will build my nest here in Yun Song.
Tang: The beauty of mountains lies in the twists and turns of peaks, and the beauty of water lies in the wind and waves.
Don Li Bai: Xia Yun is on Mount Tai, and it is suspected that Bai Bo rises in the East China Sea.
Bird Yang Hao: Clouds come to the mountains better, clouds go to the mountains picturesque, and the mountains are bright because of clouds, and clouds compete with mountains.
We watched the green trees around your village and the pale blue of the distant mountains.
-Meng Haoran's "Passing the Old Village" Wan Li went to Rongji and the mountain was flying. -"Mulan Poetry" Gushan Temple is in the north of Jiating West, and the water level is low.
Bai Juyi's spring outing in Qiantang River, and then he disappeared at the corner of the pass, leaving only hoofprint. -Cen Can's "A Snow White Farewell to Tian Shuji Wu's Home" The apes on both sides of the strait can't stop crying, and the canoe has passed.
-Li Bai's "Early Interpretation of Baidicheng" made Longcheng fly, but did not teach Huma to cross the Yinshan Mountain. -Wang Changling's "Embankment" Mountain covers the day, and the ocean drains the golden river.
-Wang Zhihuan's "Looking at the Heron Tower" The Yellow River is far above the white clouds and is an isolated city, Wan Ren. -Wang Zhihuan's "Liangzhou Ci" suspected no road village.
-Lu You traveled to Shanxi Village. Once he climbed to the top of the mountain and peeked, he would see that other mountains looked short under the sky ...-Du Fu's "Wang Yue" picked chrysanthemums under the east fence and leisurely saw Nanshan.
-Tao Yuanming's poem "Drinking" describes water: the deceased is like a husband, not giving up day and night! Looking at the north mountain and crying, facing the running water and breathing too much, it is easy to be true. The water is black and the sky is black.
Water is rooted in the sky. It opened yesterday and it rained for forty-nine days. Like water, the sky is the foundation, and water and the sky are the same color, which makes Qi Fei shine.
The nature of water, the transformation of the sky, spring, summer, autumn and winter, rain, hail, fog and snow. The water is refreshing, the sky is high and the clouds are light, and the water is like heaven. When the water is clear, there will be no fish flow, and the water will not rot. When the lake is ripe, there will be still water depth. Two palindrome tides will fall with dark waves and snow-capped mountains, and fishing boats in Pu Yuan will catch the moon.
The pine path from the bridge to the temple gate is small, and the sill is as bright as the spring eye of shi bo. Along the way, the trees are green, the river is bright and the red clouds are shining.
Looking at the clouds and water all around, there are thousands of blue peaks. There are thousands of peaks in the light, and the water meets clouds and smoke.
On a sunny day, Hai Xia is red and the trees in Xiaotian River are green. Qingbo Shiyanquan is the sill, and the path Songmen Temple faces the bridge.
Fishing boats and parks under the moon, mountains, snow and waves are dark with the tide. Swing in the boundless autumn color, the water color contains the skylight.
Purple pot is like Zhu Jin, fresh and dew frost. Purple Qiong is like a hibiscus, with a cool charm.
Purple smoke is like blue, and the valley is fragrant. Ziyun, like a rhinoceros, smells good inside.
Helin, such as chamomile, can live long and hide. It's full of nine chardonnay, and autumn is with the guests.
Purple is as clear as lotus, comparable to fairy women's clothing. Those who are willing to speak for six people will drive next to Yue Baodi.
Worship the purple emperor first, and then go to the queen mother's room. The world is dusty and the sky is empty during the day.
The river crosses heaven and earth, where the colors of mountains are yes and no, where the mountains end and the plains begin, and the river winds through the wilderness until the banks widen at low tide, and there is no wind to stir my lonely sails. The clear water is fragrant, and the sound of pines exposes China. All the immortals are scattered, and there are five clouds in silence.
The small bridge paddles and shears lotus flowers, and the west wind on both sides is dizzy with sunset glow. Falling flowers sweeping the floor, a stream of water and rain lingering. As light as rain and as thin as ice wings. Sail from Jingmen Ferry, and soon you will be with southerners. At the end of the mountain range and the beginning of the plain, the river winds through the wilderness.
The moon rises like a mirror, and the sea clouds twinkle like palaces. The water brings you the feeling of home and makes your boat travel 300 miles.
Yuan Xiang keeps flowing, why does Qu Zi complain? At dusk, the autumn wind rises and the maple trees rustle. The spring breeze is static and powerless, and there are no waves in the river. The following answers are mostly written: water is out, spring is gone, and it is on earth. The moon is full, the Qiantang River is surging, lion dancing and Ma Yue is running. The anger exploded and the shore cracked, and the grievances for many years were completely vented.
Wild wave fighting, thrilling, fighting flying. The tide is full of energy, the sky is hundreds of miles high, and the shore is washed.
Good Jiangnan is full of water, and the water is far away and the sky is high. The sky is high and the clouds are light, the moon is high and the clouds are cold, and the water is full of moonlight.
People and scenery, people and scenery are difficult to be complete. When the scenery is good, my heart beats fast and my heart is happy.
Don't talk to laity. I drank Dongpo in the evening and woke up drunk. It seemed like midnight when I came back.
The child is short of breath. You shouldn't even knock on the door, but lean on your cane and listen to the sound of the river.
The dragon hates that this body is not mine, so forget the camp. At night, the wind is calm and the hub is flat.
Since then, this ship has passed away, and Jiang Hai spent the rest of his life. Under the mountain, the blue buds are short immersed in the stream, and the sand road between the pines is clean and mud-free.
It rained at dusk. Who says life can't go back to adolescence? The water in front of the door can still flow west, instead of singing white-haired orioles.
I live in the upper reaches of the Yangtze River and you live in the lower reaches. I miss you every day, but I can't see you, so I drink Yangtze River water.
The water of the Yangtze River flows eastward for a long time, and I don't know when it will stop, and neither will their lovesickness and parting hatred. I only hope that your heart is the same as mine, and you will not live up to this mutual yearning.
Facing the rain from the sky, a piece of washed autumn scenery on the river is particularly cold. The bleak frost wind is tight, the river surface of the mountains and rivers is deserted, and the setting sun shines on the tall buildings.
Red flowers wither everywhere, and all the beautiful scenery gradually disappears. Only the gushing water of the Yangtze river flows eastward without sound.
I can't bear to climb to the top of the mountain, look at my hometown and think about it. Sighing where these years have gone, why do you have to stay in a strange land for a long time? Miss a few times to miss the beauty makeup, the sky is home, want to know me, lean on a dry place, I am worried! For you, it's as beautiful as flowers and jade, like water passing by. Three points in spring; Two parts are dust, one part is running water, the moon is like frost, the wind is like water, and the scenery is infinite. Chushan and Qinshan are all white clouds, and white clouds are everywhere with you.
The dragon followed you, you entered the Chu mountain area, and the white clouds followed you through the Hunan water. Mizunokami, Hunan, female Luo Yi, Baiyun can lie down and return early.
Water looks like a beautiful woman's eyes, like a beautiful frown. Which way do you want to ask pedestrians? To the intersection of mountains and rivers.
Take the spring water and send you back. If you go to the south, you can catch up with spring, and you must keep the scenery of spring.
The sound of the waves beats the pillow, and the moonlight is small. Ruthless bian water flows from the east, only carrying a boat to hate the west.
Ceng Zui in Zhu Xi's flower garden, the wine smells more than tears. Who teaches the wind to learn from the dust? Make a noise and send it away! Wu, the moon is clear, and the green hills on both sides of the strait greet each other.
Who knows the feeling of parting? You are full of tears, I am full of tears, and my heart is not tied. The tide at the head of the river has ebbed.
Worry is everywhere, and water is inexhaustible. Who handed down the fine print of incense? The rain turns yellow in Chuan Mei, and the grass is greener than Wujiang.
The river that is gone forever, the waves swept away all the romantic figures through the ages. There is sex and rain in the green hills, and there is no hometown in the bright moon. I am at the head of the Yangtze River/You are at the tail of the Yangtze River/Fold a small white paper boat/Throw it into the Yangtze River water/It turns black as soon as I throw it/It turns white as soon as you pick up the bow/People hate that the boat is late/The current is fast/It turns white as soon as you pick up the bow (paper boat in Yu Guangzhong). Go to Jiangnan as a guest and travel alone. Wan Li smoke, looking back on the Central Plains, tears full of towels.
The blue mountains are cold until the night boat, and the maple leaves are reeds. As the sun sets, I'm afraid to leave my hometown and go to the people.
6. What are the poems describing the house? 1, strong wind in August, my home is San Mao. 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.
7. The poem 1 describes the mountain. Hundreds of mountains have no birds, and thousands of paths have no footprints.
(Liu Zongyuan: Jiang Xue) 2. The mountains cover the day, and the sea drains the golden river. (Wang Zhihuan: At the Heron Villa) 3. Once you climb to the top of the mountain, you will see that all the other mountains look short under the sky. ..
(Du Fu: Wang Yue) 4. Although a country is divided, mountains and rivers last forever, and the spring of trees and grass is back. (Du Fu: Dream of Spring) 5. There seems to be no one on the empty mountain, but I think I heard a voice.
(Wang Wei: Chai Lu) 6. The bright moon rises from the mountains in the sky, in the infinite haze of the sea of clouds. (Li Bai: Guan Shanyue) 7. Never tire of seeing it, only Jingting Mountain.
(Li Bai: Sitting alone in Jingting Mountain) 8. Beans are planted in Nanshan, and the grass is full of bean seedlings. (Tao Yuanming: Return to the Garden) 9. Castle peak can't cover up, after all, it flows east.
(Xin Qiji: A Full Book of Bodhisattvas on the Aperture Wall of Jiangxi) 10. I don't know the true face of Lushan Mountain, but I am only on this mountain. (Su Shi's "Xilin Wall Topic") The road is as wide as the sky, and there is no way out.
Li Bai's "Three Poems of it is hard to go" (Part II) is full of wind and clouds, and the returnees are everywhere. Liu Bang's "Song of the Wind" is a romantic figure through the ages.
Su Shi's Niannujiao. Chibi nostalgia "the desert is lonely and straight, and the long river falls in yen." The desert sand is like snow, and the Yanshan moon is like a hook.
The fifth part of Li He's Twenty-three Horses Poems has flown to thousands of feet, and it is suspected that the Milky Way has fallen for nine days. Li Bai's "Looking at Lushan Waterfall" is famous for its dust, and the clouds are eight thousand miles away from the moon.
Yue Fei's "Man Jiang Hong" is full of broken mountains and rivers, and her life experiences are ups and downs. Wen Tianxiang's Crossing the Dingding Ocean can't answer the question, and there is another village.
Lu You's "A Visit to Shanxi Village" has been a dream of Yangzhou for ten years, and it has won the notoriety of a brothel. Du Mu's "legacy" is difficult to correct and the public cannot correct it.
He Chengtian's Regret for the Past was born a hero and died a ghost hero. The big string in Li Qingzhao's quatrains hummed like rain, and the small string was as serious as private rain.
Where does the Jade Man teach oral sex at Bridge 24 on a moonlit night? Du Mu's "A Letter to Han Chuo, Yangzhou Magistrate" was originally written by the general, and the general was not allowed to see peace.
Liang Shanbo hummed and whispered-and then intertwined, just like pouring large and small pearls into a plate of jade. Bai Juyi's Pipa Travel is longer than the world and shines with the sun and the moon.
Qu Yuan's Songs of Chu. "Nine Chapters on the River" died for the country, and his temple was never green again. Lu You's "Sleeping in the Water Village" The world of mortals laughed when riding a princess, but it was litchi.
Du Mu's "Crossing the Qing Palace" is a flying flower, but it is spring, and the wind is full of sadness. One of Du Fu's "Qujiang" is that the sunset is sprinkled in the water, half river is rustling and half river is red.
Bai Juyi's Ode to Mujiang is full of thoughts, listening to thunder. Xiao He in Lu Xun's works has just exposed its sharp corner, and the dragonfly has already landed on it.
Yang Wanli's "Little Pool" puts the worries of the world first and the joy of the world later. To see the sun, for all his glory in Fan Zhongyan's Yueyang Tower was buried by the coming night.
Li Shangyin's "Happy Garden Scenery" fell into the water and rustled, while I watched the long river roll forward all the time. Du Fu, I commend Xuanyuan Luxun crock with blood, and the general is bound to die in battle.
"Water Margin" Wan Li went to Rongji, and the mountains were flying. One of "Two Mulan Poems" is a beautiful sentence of human nature, which is not surprising and endless.
In Du Fu's "On the Water on the River as the Value of the Sea", I advise God to regain his spirit and drop talents in an eclectic way. Since God has given talents, let them be used! , spin one thousand silver, all back! , Gong Zizhen, one of Ji Hai's Miscellaneous Poems.
Li Bai's "Into the Wine" is full of herbs in the sea. Su Shi's "Dead Hua Lian" Neither of us is happy-forever and ever, we meet. We understand. What is the relationship between acquaintances? ! Bai Juyi's trip to the pipa is not afraid of being smashed into pieces, so he must leave innocence in the world.
Yu Qian's Ode to Lime, a boat, a bamboo cloak, an old man fishing in the cold Jiang Xue. Liu Zongyuan's Jiang Xue is in Hezhou.
A beautiful and virtuous woman is a good spouse of a gentleman. The Book of Songs is like a strong wind in spring, which blows at night and blows open the petals of ten thousand pear trees.
In Snow White's Farewell to Judge Wu's Visit to Beijing, several early warblers compete for warm trees, while young swallows peck at spring mud. Bai Juyi's "Spring Tour in Qiantang" is a talented person in the world, each leading the way for hundreds of years.
Zhao Yi's On Poetry gains the moon by being close to the water. Facing the flowers and trees in the sun, it is easy to be spring. Yu Wenbao's Record of a Clear Night contains nine songs about the sand in the Wan Li of the Yellow River. Waves and winds swept away from the horizon.
Kyushu, one of Liu Yuxi's Nine Poems on Langtaosha, is in full bloom, but it can decline if it is studied together. A virtuous person helps others to achieve their moral perfection, not their evil behavior.
The Analects of Confucius Yan Yuan An upright person is open and poised, while a narrow-minded person is anxious and worried. "The Analects of Confucius grumbles too much, prevent heartbroken, watch its Jing Yi.
Mao Zedong is old and ambitious; The martyrs were full of courage in their later years. Cao Cao, he knows that the dew tonight will be frost, and the moonlight at home will be how bright and how bright! .
Du Fu's "Remembering Brothers on a Moonlit Night" has a long way to go, and its Xiu Yuan is embarrassing, so I will go up and down. Qu Yuan's Lisao and Lonely Qi Fei, Autumn Water * * * One Color, Wang Bo's Preface to Wang Tengting, in the Southern Dynasties, there were many misty rains.
Du Mu's "Jiang Nanchun Jueju" Men don't cry because they haven't reached the sad place yet. Li Kaixian's Sword would rather be a chicken's mouth than a cow's queen.
The warm wind in Records of the Historian Biography of Su Qin intoxicated tourists and made Hangzhou Bianzhou. Appreciation of Lin Sheng's "Lin 'an House Name"
Tao Yuanming's migration and third call made him responsible for state affairs and devoted his heart to two generations. Du Fu's "Book of Letters", the three armies can win the handsome, but the ordinary man can't win the ambition.
In The Analects of Confucius Zi Han, people have joys and sorrows, and the moon has ups and downs, which was difficult to complete in ancient times. Su Shi's "Water Tune Song Tou" If the sky is affectionate, it will be old, and the world will be vicissitudes.
Mao Zedong used thousands of hammers to chisel out the mountain, and the fire burned casually. Bai Juyi's pipa, we called it a thousand times and urged it a thousand times before she came to us, still hiding half her face behind her guitar.
Bai Juyi's trip to the pipa is full of joy, especially from the moon to the Mid-Autumn Festival. Feng Menglong's "Ancient and Modern Novels" everyone raises children and hopes to be smart. I have been delayed by cleverness all my life.
Su Shi's "Washing Children" Oh, let a man with spirit take risks where he likes, and don't point his golden cup at the moon! . Since ancient times, no one has died in life, leaving a heart that shines through history.
When a child meets a stranger, he smiles and asks where the guest is from. In Zhang Zhi's Homecoming Book, you must leave me and drift away for hundreds of miles like loose grass.
Tang Li Bai's "seeing friends off" Huang Si's maiden is full of flowers, and thousands of flowers are low. Tang Du Fu's "Looking for Flowers Alone by the Riverside" Fish come out in the drizzle, and Yan Xie in the breeze.
Tang Du Fu's "Water Threshold Sending Heart" is a flower watcher when he goes out. Don Juyuan Yang's "Early Spring in the East of the City" suffers from hay eagle eye disease and light snow.
Hunting of Tang Wangwei.