Go to the frontier to carry out tasks
Bike wants to ask the side, belongs to the country and lives in the court.
Zheng Peng went to Sai Han and returned to Hutian.
The vast desert is lonely, and the Yellow River sets the yen.
Xiao Guan is waiting to ride a horse, and the guards are all in Yanran.
Wang Wei should be ruled by the song of the minister given by the holy day and the sun
The sun rises and shines everywhere.
Open the Jade Hall.
I hung my clothes on my crown.
Jin Jingtian lixi Sanguang.
Tong Shutingyan is in Bruno.
Dehe Tianxi Li.
Ganoderma lucidum is alive and happy.
After, after, Chen.
Hua Xu people.
I am a neighbor who wears all the clothes.
Gan Jiang Rui Xi Kun Jiang Zhen.
2. What poems describe "Japan"?
A trip to the sun and the moon, if any. -Cao Cao's Looking at the Sea
... night gives way to the ocean of the sun, and the old year melts in freshness. -Wang Wan is a anchorage at the foot of Beibao Mountain.
Always remember the sunset in Xiting, and I don't know my way home when I am intoxicated. -Li Qingzhao's dream.
There is a sad mist on the river waves, but I look home and the dusk is getting thicker. -Cui Hao's Yellow Crane Tower.
Flying to Chihiro Pagoda on the mountain, I heard the cock crow and the sun rose. -Wang Anshi's "Climbing the Flying Peak"
The vast desert is solitary smoke, the sunset on the yellow river is round. -Wang Wei's March on the Fortress
Autumn has been sad and lonely since ancient times. I say autumn is better than spring. -Liu Yuxi's Autumn Poems.
Far away from sorrow, the sun is slanting, and the whip points to the east and points to the horizon. -Gong Zizhen's "Jihai Miscellaneous Work"
I will sit on a fishing rod and lean lazily by the stream, but I suddenly dream of sailing a boat towards the sun. -Li Bai's "Difficult to Go".
Thousands of miles away, a wisp of long smoke, an isolated city, sunset off. -Fan Zhongyan's The Fisherman's Pride.
These beautiful days in Xiangyang have fascinated my old mountain! . -Wang Wei's Looking at the Han River
3. What are the poems written by Wang Wei? Wang Wei's poems were selected by Wang Chuan and sent to Pei Xiucai's "Cold Mountain Scenery".
At the door of my thatched cottage, leaning on my cane, I listened to the cicadas singing in the evening breeze. Sunset lingers at the ferry, and the smoke from supper rises from the house.
Summer value meets Yu Zui, and the five willows sing wild poems? . Let's talk about Vice Governor Zhang: "As time goes by, only give me peace and nothing will disturb me." .
I think that there is no brilliant strategy to serve the country, only to retire to the mountains and forests. Wide wind, the wind in the shade, the moon shining on the right to play the piano.
It makes sense to ask the poor. Listen, there are fishermen singing on the lake! . Send Yuan Er's envoy Anxi Weicheng to Yucheng, the guest house is green and willow.
Sincerely advise friends to drink a glass of wine, and it is difficult to meet their loved ones when they go out to Yang Guan in the west. There seems to be no one on the empty mountain in Chai Lu, but I think I heard a voice.
The shadow of the sunset shone into the depths of the forest, and the scenery on the moss was pleasant. In the bamboo house, I leaned alone among the dense bamboos, playing the pipa and humming a song.
It's too light for anyone to hear, except my partner, Mingyue. Farewell, friend, I have been watching you go down the mountain, until now, in the dark, I closed the door of the thatched cottage.
Spring grass will grow green next year, my friend, will you come back? Acacia when those red berries come in spring, they blush on your southern branches? People who want to miss them collect more, and Mix red beans have attracted people's attention. An empty mountain after the rain, an autumn night in the deep mountains, stands in the autumn evening.
The bright moon shed clear light from the cracks and cleared the fountain on the rocks. The bamboo forest is sonorous, the washerwoman returns, and the lotus leaves are swaying to get on the canoe.
Spring spring might as well give it a rest, and the autumn sun can stay on the hills for a long time. The clear river, through the bushes, flows to Songshan Mountain, like my chariot driving slowly.
I became a traveling companion and went home with the birds at dusk. An abandoned city wall is above an old ferry, and the autumn sunset drowns the peaks.
In a distant place, next to Songshan Mountain, I will close my door and get peace. Zhong Nanshan, with its huge height near the city of heaven, connects a thousand mountains to a corner of the sea.
The white clouds merged behind, and the blue mist melted into the mountains and disappeared. The central mountain peaks separate the southwest, and the valleys are also different.
Want to find a house to live in the mountains, is it convenient for the water guide to ask the woodcutter? Ji Xiang Temple, not knowing the way to the Temple of Heaped Fragrance Road, misty mountains and clouds.
Through the ancient forest without human footprints, but now I hear bells on high? The spring water in the mountains hits the dangerous rocks, and the sun in the pine forest is cold. In the evening, come to the empty pool and meditate quietly to suppress the dragon.
Thousands of trees reach the sky, reporting to Zizhou Li, and the cuckoo crows on a thousand peaks. The spring rain in the mountains has not stopped all night, and the trees on the treetops are spring.
Han women work hard to weave taxes, while Ba people rarely compete for fields. I hope you will carry forward Wen Weng's achievements, make persistent efforts and forge ahead.
Overlooking the Hanshui River, three branches south to Chu, and nine branches flow to Jingmen. The river crosses heaven and earth, where the colors of the mountains are yes and no.
Human habitation seems to float on the ripples in the distant sky. These beautiful days in Xiangyang have fascinated my old mountain! .
My middle-aged heart found a way, I was in the retreat of Zhongnanshan, and I came to live at the foot of this mountain. When the soul moves, I walk alone, in the beauty that belongs to me only.
Sometimes go to the end of the water to seek the source, or sit and watch the ever-changing clouds rise. Occasionally I met a village elder in the Woods, and I chatted with him until I often forgot to go home.
Farewell, I got off the horse, I proposed a toast to you, and I asked you where you were going and why. You said you would go back to Zhongnanshan because you were not proud of your life.
So please allow me to leave, don't ask me any questions, white clouds have no end there. On an autumn night, Guibo gave birth to Qiu Wei Lou, who was thin and never changed clothes.
Andrew worked hard all night, but she was afraid to leave the room and couldn't bear to go back! On holiday in the mountains, I think of my brothers in Shandong who are in a foreign land, and I miss my relatives every holiday. When I think of my brothers' bodies climbing high, I will feel a little regret for not being able to reach me.
Qingxi I have driven the Huanghua River, carrying a green stream. Ten thousand laps around the mountain in less than thirty miles.
The rapids buzzed on the piled rocks, but the light dimmed among the dense pine trees. The surface of an entrance swayed with nut horns, and weeds grew along the river bank.
In my heart, I have always been as pure as this clear water. Oh, stay on a wide flat rock and cast the fishing line forever! .
As the sun sets, cattle and sheep go home along the path in a farmhouse by the Wei River. A rugged old man in a thatched door leaned against a cane and thought about his son, the shepherd boy.
There are whistling pheasants? Full ears of wheat, sleeping silkworms and peeled mulberry leaves. The farmers who came back with hoes greeted each other cordially.
No wonder I long for a simple life and sigh the old song, oh, back to the past! . Since Xi is beautiful all over the world, how can Shi stay at home humbly? .
Washing clothes by the lake in the south at dawn, and there was a great lady in the palace in the north that night. One day humble, no different from others, the next day promoted, everyone praised her. ..
She no longer powdered her face with her own hands, nor put a silk robe on her shoulders .. The more the king loved her, the cuter she became, which made him lose his wisdom. ..
The girls who washed silk beside her were left at a distance from her chariot ... none of the girls in her neighbor's house can imitate her beauty! There should be no hermits in a happy period of rule. After money is tied at home, smart and capable people should discuss it together.
Even you, a mountain hermit, no longer imitate Boyi and Shu Qi Shu Qi to pluck hair. Come all the way to the golden gate, only to find that your piety is in vain? You passed by JAC during the Cold Food Festival last year and stayed in Beijing.
We also bid farewell to the wine on the outskirts of Chang' an, and our bosom friends will be separated from me now. You are going to sail south, and you can detain your Chai Men in a few days.
The trees in the distant mountains cover your shadow, and the sunset is beautiful and colorful. When you were not hired, it was purely accidental. Don't think that this friend is rare!
You people from my old country, tell me what happened there! . Did the plum blossom when you came to the engraved window of my house? The cock wearing a red hat has just announced that in the morning, as early as in the light palace, the audience and the secretary Jia Zhi's poems and robes were brought by the administrator of Yuyun fur.
Nine palaces opened the Golden Palace, and envoys from all countries bowed to the emperor. At the beginning of the day, Sun shook his palm and smoked a yellow robe.
The audience withdrew from the court, ordered in five colors, and jingled the beads to Phoenix Lake. And a poem by Imperial Secretary Hui, Tao Li Kai, Liu Xufei.
The bells in the palace are sparse, and there are very few officials in the government offices. Luo Province only hears the unknown. When he entered the golden palace in the morning, he staggered and held the emperor's natural pond to bid farewell to the palace gate at night.
I want to drag with you, but I am old, I will be ill in bed, and I will wear official clothes. Qinbao bypasses the Weihe River and overlooks the Xianshan Palace and the Emperor's Poetry Pavilion in the spring rain. At the foot of Huangshan Mountain is China's court.
The emperor's chariot is far away from the palace, and the willow trees are shaded on both sides of the palace gate, and the garden is like a beautiful brocade. The Phoenix Tower is towering in the imperial city, and the spring rain moistens thousands of trees.
In order to live a spring season, the people are worried, not just because they enjoy a spring car tour! Rain is stored in the Woods, and smoke comes slowly. After a long rain, I steamed quinoa to cook millet in my cabin in Wangchuan.
An egret flies over the quiet swamp, and mango birds sing in the trees in midsummer. I learned to watch the morning glory in the mountains calmly and eat sunflower seeds with dew under the pine trees.
Why should I scare seagulls, even if I think about it, by giving the honorary position to any clown? . Moreover, Jia She had already reported to Jiangge Chicken People, and the people guarding the robes brought jade cloud leather clothes.
Nine palaces opened the Golden Palace, and envoys from all countries bowed to the emperor. At the beginning of the day, Sun shook his palm and smoked a yellow robe.
At the end of the early years, to write an imperial edict to the emperor, Yu Pei Yudingdang returned to the Phoenix Pool. Send Zhang Wu back to the mountain to see you off, whoever sends you back.
Hold hands for a few days, and once you brush your clothes first. There is a hut in Dongshan. Fortunately, it swept across Fei Jing.
When you thank the authorities, you won't worry. New Sunny Wild (One Night) See the New Sunny Yuan Ye Open.
Extremely clean. The national gate is near the ferry.
The village tree is connected with the stream mouth. Baishui Tian Ming Wei
After Bifeng came out of the mountain. There are no idle people on the farm.
Pour out family affection. Huanghuachuan dangerous road turns tens of thousands, and it will take three breaks in a few miles.
See disciple Lin Shanyin in the circle. Dripping rain, flowing stones.
The silence in the deep stream, the roar on the mountain. Look at Nanshan poplar, white dew lingering.
Green is high and clean, and green trees are cloudy and floating. I used to hate being kept secret, but I was broad-minded and worried.
Brother Cui Puyang's season is heavy, autumn scenery is good, and Kuang Jun's pool is idle. I know the mountain in front of the door under the leisurely Xilin.
Across thousands of miles of the sky, several peaks emerged from the clouds. The craggy state of Qin combined with Jing Guan in Tibet.
The rain is setting in the sun, and the birds are hazy at dusk. My old friend is still alive today, sighing at this gloomy face.
When he was a young man of fifteen or twenty, he chased a wild horse, and he caught him and rode him. He beat the Meishan tiger, and he excited the yellow mane horse! He has fought many battles and fought for three thousand miles. He once fought a million lions with one sword.
The Han army is as sharp as thunder, and the Lu country that tramples on each other is afraid of thistles. Wei Qing's failure was due to the help of the gods, but Li Guang's failure was due to his fate.
Being abandoned doesn't have to be old, and the world has become the first in the past. In those days, he was like an arrow shot at a lark by Hou Yi. Now he was born on his left elbow.
As a result, he was demoted to the roadside to sell melons and learned to make pottery to make the door green. Ancient trees extend all the way to narrow lanes, and isolated mountains extend to cold windows.
Swear in Kashgar, pray for wells in Kashgar, and don't complain about alcohol. Soldiers lined up like clouds on Helan Mountain, and books in the army were rumors day and night.
The special envoy of Red Festival went to Sanhe for conscription, and the commander-in-chief sent troops to General Five. The veteran wiped out the armor of steel armor and used a sword with a flashing seven-star pattern.
He is ready to use his powerful northern bow to attack the Tatar chieftain, which is a disgrace.
The poem about Japanese characters is 1. In the southeast corner of sunrise, take a look at my Qin Shilou. ("Han Yuefu-Shang Mo Sang")
2. The mountains cover the day and the Yellow River flows people. (Wang Zhihuan: At Lusu)
It's beautiful when the sun sets, and the flowers and plants in the spring breeze are very fragrant. (Du Fu: "Jueju")
4. The setting sun is far away, the weather is freezing and the house is poor. (Liu Changqing: "Lotus Mountain Master in the Snow")
The desert is lonely and straight, and the long river sets the yen. (Wang Wei: "Summit")
6. In the pure morning, near the ancient temple, the early sunshine points to the treetops. (Chang Jian: "Zen Forest after Breaking Mountain Temple")
7. At sunrise, flowers in the river are better than fire, and in spring, the river is as green as blue. (Bai Juyi: "Recalling Jiangnan")
8. Thousands of families always trade new peaches for old ones. (Wang Anshi: "January Day")
9. The lotus leaves are infinitely blue the next day, and the lotus flowers in the sun are of different colors. (Yang Wanli: "Chu Xiao Jingci Temple sends Lin Zifang")
10. The green hills on both sides of the strait are opposite, and the lonely sails come from the sun. (Li Bai: "Looking at Tianmen Mountain")
5. Poem about a day: The sun and the moon travel, if it comes out from there. -Cao Cao's Looking at the Sea (1) ... Night gives way to the ocean of the sun, and the old year melts in freshness. -Wang Wan's "The next berth on the North Fort Mountain" (1) often reminds me of the sunset in the Xiting. Drunk, I don't know where to go. -Li Qingzhao's Dream (1) There is a layer of sad fog on the river waves, but I look home, and the dusk is getting dark. -Cui Hao's "Yellow Crane Tower" (2) Fly to Chihiro Tower on the mountain, hear the cock crow, and the sun rises. -Wang Anshi's "Reaching the Peak" (3) Lonely smoke in the desert. I say autumn is better than spring. -Liu Yuxi's autumn poems (3) Distressed in the sky, pointing to the end of the world with a whip. -Gong Zizhen's "Ji Hai Miscellaneous Affairs" (5) I will sit on a fishing rod and be lazy by a stream, but I will suddenly dream of driving a small boat and sailing towards the sun. -Li Bai's "Difficult to Go to the Sky" (5) Thousands of poems.
-(Tang) Bai Juyi's "Recalling Jiangnan" When weeding at noon, sweat dripped down the soil. -(Tang) "Compassion for Farmers" to see the sun, for all his glory was buried by the coming night.
-(Tang) Li Shangyin's "Le Yuan Jing Jing" The setting sun in the water, half river rustling, half river red. -(Tang) Bai Juyi's Ode to Mujiang should be enough.
6. Poem about Mid-Autumn Festival written by Wang Wei 1 Sitting Alone with Brother-in-law Cui Xingzong on Autumn Night.
The night is quiet and people move, and the sound of flies is long. The north wind is ringing in the courtyard, and the air is crisp in the evening and autumn. Think of Quan Yu and be Yunfu in the future. My life will grow old together, reaching the age of Yan Sicang. If you are tall enough, you will be willing to pay attention to nanmu.
I thought of my brothers in Shandong when I was on holiday in the mountains.
I am a lonely stranger in a strange land, and I miss my family more often during the holidays.
When I think of my brothers' bodies climbing high, I will feel a little regret for not being able to reach me.
3. "Clear as jade pot ice"
What's the use of a jade pot? I prefer to live in ice. Not * * * pin Dan day, also with yee hydrophobic.
Holding the light and not hiding it, containing the net and doubt. Qi, like frost, accumulates in the court, and words build the moon.
4. Pan Ganbi
Autumn is crisp, and love is far away. Smooth sand cranes, clouds outside the mountain.
The clear waves will be at dusk and the clear moon will be idle. I was lonely that night, but I still didn't come back.
5. "Give autumn a clear light"
Cold and quiet, crystal knows the sun and autumn. The round light contains thousands of images, and the broken shadow flows into the idle stream.
Jiong and Qingming blend together, drifting with the river electricity. There are many trees during the day, and dangerous buildings are in the shade.
Song Yu climbs high and complains, while Zhang Heng looks far and worries. How long is the cloud road if the sunset can be entrusted?
7. Which poems describing "Japan" must be poems describing Japan?
1, thousands of miles away, long smoke and dusk. -Fan Zhongyan's The Pride of the Fisherman
2 ... Night gives way to the ocean of the sun, and the old year melts in freshness. -Wang Wan's berth at the foot of Beibao Mountain.
3. The mountains cover the day and the Yellow River flows people. -Wang Zhihuan is at the Heron Hotel.
Autumn has been sad and lonely since ancient times. I say autumn is better than spring. -Liu Yuxi's autumn poems
5, the sunset is far away, and the water is cold and cold. -Li Bai's "Deng Xinping Lou"
6. The desert is lonely and straight, and the long river falls in yen. -Wang Wei's March on the Fortress
7. Sunrise in the east and rain in the west. The road is sunny but sunny. -Liu Yuxi's Zhi Zhu Ci
8. In the evening, the mountains and rivers are beautiful and the spring breeze is full of flowers. -Du Fu's quatrains
9. The sun is far away, cold and poor. -Liu Changqing's "Lotus Mountain Master in the Snow"
10, the sunset is fragrant and grass, and the river color is reflected. -Du Fu's "Yat Sen Qing"
1 1, southeast corner of sunrise, according to my Qin Shilou. -Shang Mo Sang by Han Yuefu
12, at sunrise, the river is redder than the fire, and in spring, the river is as green as blue. ── Pretending to be Yi's "Recalling Jiangnan"
13, the mighty sorrow leaves the sky, and the whip points to the end of the world. -Gong Zizhen's Ji Hai Miscellaneous Poems
14, the next day, the lotus leaves are infinitely blue, and the lotus flowers are of different colors. -Yang Wanli's "Chu Xiao Jingci Temple sends Lin Zifang"
On a green spring day, I began to go home, singing my songs loudly and drinking my wine. -Du Fu's "The banks of the Yellow River were recovered by the imperial army"
8. What are the sunshine incense burners about "Sun" in the poem? Looking at the waterfall hanging in Qianchuan.
The spring mountain is warm and the pavilion is covered.
The lonely village is in the setting sun, and the old tree is in the west of Western jackdaw. Under the small Fei Ying, there are green mountains and green waters, white grass, red leaves and yellow flowers.
Autumn has been sad and lonely since ancient times. I say autumn is better than spring.
The sun is like fire, and the wild Tian He is half burnt.
The scenery in Qiu Lai is different, and Hengyang Goose is unknown. The four sides are connected with each other. Thousands of miles away, the long smoke closes.
The setting sun swims around the five lakes, and smoke and waves are everywhere. Who wants to ask the East?
There is always a traitor in power, like covering the sky, and Chang' an is depressed when he can't see it.
... night gives way to the ocean of the sun, and the old year melts in freshness.
A hundred years will be a hundred years, and you must still love today (Wang Mingshizhen)
Fame is nothing, not as good as two tides in the cold river (Song Luyou)
May you work hard all your life and be happy today (five generations of Niu Qiao)
The desert is lonely and straight, and the long river sets the yen (Don Wang Wei)
When the wind is uncertain, people will calm down first, and tomorrow will be full of red (Zhang Songxian)
I only feel that when I am waiting for that day happily, my daughter always wastes a moment.
The four seasons are only lovely in spring, and one thing can make a teenager crazy (Wang Guowei, Republic of China)
Never wear a long rope (Don Li Shangyin)
The river flows day and night, and the guest is sad (Xie Tiao in the Southern and Northern Dynasties)
High mountains hide the white sun, and the sea drains the golden rivers, but you can broaden your horizons by walking up a flight of stairs for 300 miles (Don Wang Zhihuan)
In the green spring, I began to go home, singing my songs loudly and drinking my wine (Don Du Fu)
Drunk today, sad tomorrow (Tang Luo trap)
You will be drunk when you send Jun Jun today, and it's a long way to remember (Tang Jiazhi)
I went to the General's Office today and ruined my old scalp this time (Song Yangpu's wife).
Sunrise in the east and rain in the west, the road is sunny (Tang Yuxi)
When wine is a song, life is geometric, such as morning dew, and going to Japan is more bitter (Cao)
When you are a hundred years old, you can laugh for a few days, but you don't know much about each other (Lanting, He Qing)
Don't worry about the setting sun when you are far away, you can look at the river at the end of the year (Ming ancient Yanwu)
There was no fighting in the wild, and 40 thousand rebels died on the same day (Tang Du Fu)
Qianshan Mangroves are full of mountains and clouds, and wine looks at the sun again (Tang Wei Zhuang)
A thousand miles away, the lonely city is closed (Song Fan Zhongyan)
People are not as good as the sky, and flowers are not as good as the sky (Yuan)
People say that the sunset is the end of the world, and heaven remains our neighbourhood (Song Ligou)
When the sun rises, the river flowers will win the fire, and when the spring comes, the river will be blue (Tang Juyi)
300 lychees a day, it is better to grow up to be a Lingnan person (stone)