Sword strikes the wind, breaking the moon and dawn,
The wine festival is not afraid to drink boldly.
The singularity of blood is foggy on the moon,
The sword worries the rivers and lakes.
There is also a fairy sword (written on it)
It is difficult to hold the front end of the sword in a shallow box.
Jade hides stones, exquisitely carved.
At first, a clear cry pierced the sky.
Clouds are bright, blue and flat.
A pleasant hike
I don't know how to worry.
Willing to go to Yujing 12 floor.
Swing a sword through the clouds to meet the stars.
Raise your wine and sing a song to attract the phoenix.
A thousand years is too empty, not a dream.
Love that refuses to rest.
Wake up and watch the light rain.
Jiangshan is still as gentle as ever.
Exiled Immortal ―― wayward Genius
Yao Palace is lonely and locked for a long time.
Against the wind for nine days, only shadows swim.
Why not return to the world of mortals with a smile?
* * * I fly with sleeves.
2. Jianghu poems have unparalleled martial arts, and they are not afraid of mountains and rivers on both sides.
If you win a beautiful woman, I'm afraid I will be deeply moved by her.
Heroes in the world come from our generation. They have just entered the Jianghu and are urged by the years. When you are talking and laughing, you can't live a drunken life. Carrying a sword, riding a ghost rain, bones like mountains, birds flying. The world is like a tide of people, just sighing for a few people in the Jianghu.
Ten steps to kill without leaving a trace, the top gun is full of pride. Laugh when you are drunk on the battlefield, and your hands will rejuvenate. Lightning and thunder can dance wildly, and gorgeous meteors are good and evil.
Drifting west, the road ahead is silent.
Why should the wind be green when it is blank?
It's raining at night, fighting the lonely city in all directions,
Look at the sound of the knife, your hands are calm and firm.
You can't find a knight in a thousand years,
Bloody red leaves drunk autumn wind.
Listen to the wind and rain and overlook the rivers and lakes.
The rivers and lakes are choppy and illusory.
According to the moon, the sword sounds soft and constant.
Spend a rainy night with a lonely lamp in hand
Drunk on the rising sun
Life is short and changeable.
Deng Qing lies next to the ancient Buddha.
Lonely and sleepless, empty to the bright moon
Where can I get autumn frost in the long night
Taohuawu Taohuaan, Taohuaan Taohuaxian; Peach Fairy cultivates peach trees, picks them and drinks them.
When you wake up, you just sit in the flowers and get drunk, so you come to sleep under the flowers; Bloom spent years half awake and half drunk day after day.
I would rather die of old age than bow before horses and chariots; Cars, dust and horses are interesting, and hops are poor.
If the poor are compared with the poor, one is on the ground and the other is in the sky; If you compare poverty to horses and chariots, he will have to drive away my leisure.
Others laugh that I am too crazy, and I laugh that others can't see through it; There are no graves of Hao Jie in Wuling, no flowers, no wine, and no hoes to plow the fields.
The wind turned into a sigh and he forgot the smoke in the water.
Put a bowl of wine! Forget all the troubles in the Jianghu.
Spirit of life, three thousand moss, put it on the shelf!
Stop, stop, stop, stop again, and your heart will calm down!
A Meng Shan, half sad, things are different. What was the result? Where is the quenching in Wu Gou? This is a desolate city with a flowing pillow. It used to be the battlefield of the dragon, roaring past! Autumn full of grass and frost. If you think about it, you will grow old together. Don't change your youth easily. Hou Feng, how many heroes are just ruined!
There are constant disputes between rivers and lakes, and it is difficult to find a confidant in life.
The waves of the sea are constant? How to resolve hostility with a smile?
Jianghu people don't ask for directions, they ask for directions.
No one in the world tells the story of his life, and the moon has no words to reflect the soul of the sword.
I want to calm my heart and chase my dreams. Lonely lights and rain are beating on my heart.
I'm used to wandering in rivers and lakes, and I can't stop loving and hating each other.
Chivalrous tenderness buried the sea, Huashan firm but gentle swing cold autumn.
The blood of the iron-edged pike splashes, and the bitter wine falls on the cold moon!
Mortals don't look back. There is no such thing as suffering.
It is said that every swordsman should offer his sword, not a poet.
I thought I brought a sword to wander the Jianghu and swallowed Wan Li like a tiger.
It has been raining for ten years now, and when I woke up, I sounded an empty string.
The rotten butterfly cicada has gone in spring, and the water is always ruthless.
In autumn, the cold wind and drizzle come, and the fallen leaves return to their roots for another year.
When the wind is cold, the yellow sand is reflected obliquely, and Jingshan is home.
When the sword is shining, it is a guest, smiling at the past and standing proudly in the world.
3. What poems describe "Jianghu"? 1. Wash your hands of the golden basin, retire from the Jianghu, and live in Long Yin.
2. Peach and plum spring breeze, a glass of wine, ten years of night rain.
3. The line is opposite to the flying canopy, and the golden whip refers to the shovel.
Wan Li fame, sorrow in a cup.
Yan Zhibei, Taibai East, Qin Cheng.
No sorrow from the soul, look at the nod!
The world is full of people,
As soon as I entered the Jianghu, I was reminded.
The sound of the piano is charming and loud.
The shadow of the sword shot down like snow.
6. gone with the wind,
If the face is peach-hearted, it will be like ice.
7. Quiet as a virgin, moving like the wind,
Walk lightly like an ape.
8. This family, which is famous in Zhongshu, is named Tang.
The steel dart trap was sentenced to hell.
9. Snow girl is like dust.
The starting point of Xizi Lake is very clear.
10. One cavity loves, one cavity hates.
A breeze, a soul.
Zhang jianxie JIU Jianghu hang
How many grievances are drunk in dreams?
Looking back suddenly, everything is empty.
1 1.
A few floors away, several bells rang.
12. The husband is empty and the wife is empty.
Don't meet on the way to the grave.
13. Friends are empty,
Go your own way.
14. Magic is not magic, there is no way, and good and evil are in people's hearts;
Desire is not desire, affection is not affection, and marriage is predestined.
15. If you don't look back, why don't you forget; Since there is no chance, there is no need to call names.
Today everything is like water without a trace, and tomorrow you will be a stranger.
16. The imperial sword came by the wind to drive away evil spirits between heaven and earth.
I'm happy with wine, and I'm happy without wine.
Drink all the rivers and then swallow the sun and the moon,
A thousand cups are not drunk, I am a wine sword fairy.
Day and night are bright, full of dry Kun.
4. Poems about Jianghu Li Bai's "Chivalrous Man"
The swordsmen of Zhao are dotted with tassels at will, and their swords are as bright as Shuang Shuang.
The silver saddle and the white horse set each other off and galloped.
Within ten steps, kill one person, cross a thousand miles, leave no one behind.
After you finish, brush off your clothes, don't show any sound, and hide in the depths.
Sometimes when I'm free, I walk through the county town, have a drink, and cross my sword over my knees.
Eat meat with the sea and drink with Hou Ying in a big bowl.
Three cups of spit, five mountains are light.
After drinking, my eyes were dizzy and energetic, and the rainbow was swallowed up by the air.
Handan surprised to save Zhao Jin's hammer.
Hai and Hou Yingcai are real warriors of the second century, and they are famous in the whole city.
As a knight, the death of chivalrous bone is also fragrant, and it is worthy of being a hero.
Who can learn Confucian scholars, stay in books all his life, have white hair, and still write the Xuanjing? .
Huang Tingjian's "Send Yellow Several Times"
I live in Junnanhai, Beihai, and I can't send geese to deliver books.
Peach and plum spring breeze, a glass of wine, ten years of night rain.
Housekeeping, but with four vertical walls, does not cure diseases.
I want to study, my head is white, and apes cry over streams.
Lv Yan's "The Monk's Mill"
I want to sharpen my edge and dare to work hard. I opened a box of Yulong early in the morning.
There are three feet of ice in the hand and a snake on the stone.
The blood of rape blossoms runs out with the water, and the fierce ointment is now wiped away by tears.
Sweep away the ups and downs in the world, and you will be happy with me.
5. Qiu Si's poems.
Year: Song Author: Lu You
Possession drives people to run around, like 10,000 sudden fire cows, but not like a Jianghu ranger and as free as a Sha Ou bird.
Day after day, I feel so idle in my spare time. Even the biggest thing is getting drunk.
In the knocking sound of Yi Dao, the moon in the lane is sinking, the trees by the well are shaking their leaves, and my hometown is autumn.
I want to see the place from a very far height, and I can stand in front of Baizu Building like Chen Deng, which is a great event in the world.
Li Bai's Two Dreams (Ⅱ)
Year: Tang Author: Du Fu
Clouds are floating in the sky, but old friends have gone for a long time.
I see you in my dreams every night, and you know what you mean to me.
The difference is that you always look in a hurry and always talk about how easy it is to meet.
There are many dangerous waves on the rivers and lakes, and I am worried that your ship will capsize and sink.
When he went out, he scratched his head with white hair and regretted that he had failed his life.
Gao Che Li Fu is the capital, and you are brilliant, and you are haggard.
Who can say that the principle of justice is not Qiren in old age, but innocent bondage?
Even if there is a good name handed down from generation to generation, it is difficult to make up for the sad loss.
The first rhyme
Year: Meta Author: Wang Mian
I have forgotten my plane for a long time, and all the gulls and birds in the Jianghu are suspicious.
Yellow flowers surround the house like lyna, and the snow is full of beds without children.
What good is a pseudonym behind your back? There are many things in the world that you don't need to know.
An old friend has a hidden appointment, so don't wait for Qiu Feng's old Guizhi.
6. Jianghu poems.
You can't just dabble in rivers and lakes.
Jianghu is far from suitable.
The rivers and lakes are scattered and the bones are strange.
The rivers and lakes are rough, I want to go home.
Every horse in the Jianghu is haggard.
Rivers and lakes do not shed tears.
Geese come from rivers, lakes and seas.
Jianghu can escape the punishment of spirit.
There are many rivers and lakes.
Jianghu will go down and fly away.
The rivers and lakes are vast and windy.
I am getting old in the Jianghu.
Rivers and lakes scattered people sad ancient road.
Life in Jianghu is silent.
It's true that the Jianghu has been wandering for a long time.
The rivers and lakes are drunk for ten years.
Jianghu wine companions are like asking each other.
Why don't we forget each other when we meet?
Rivers, lakes and seas are fishermen.
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7. The poem "White Horse" by Cao Zhi about the Three Kingdoms in the Jianghu: A white horse with gold is flying to the northwest.
Excuse me, whose family? Wandering in peace and tranquility. Young people go to villages and towns, raising their voices and hanging in the desert.
I used to have a good bow, but my arrows were uneven. If the string is controlled to break the left, the right hair will destroy the moon branch.
Raise your hand to catch flies and bend down to lay horseshoes. Smarter than monkeys and apes, as brave as leopards.
There are many policemen in the border town. Land rover number migration.
Feathers come from the north. Lima climbed the bank.
March straight into the Huns. Left is Xianbei people.
Discard the edge end. Life is safe.
Parents don't care Stefanie He and his wife.
Famous hero. Do not be selfish.
It's hard to die for our country, from ruin.
Zhao Kemao and Wu Gou, the "chivalrous men" in Li Bai's works. The silver saddle and the white horse set each other off and galloped.
Within ten steps, kill one person, cross a thousand miles, leave no one behind. After you finish, brush off your clothes, don't show any sound, and hide in the depths.
Sometimes when I'm free, I walk through the county town, have a drink, and cross my sword over my knees. Eat meat with the sea and drink with Hou Ying in a big bowl.
Three cups of Turano, five mountains light 8. After drinking, my eyes were dizzy and energetic, and the rainbow was swallowed up by the air.
Handan surprised to save Zhao Jin's hammer. Hai and Hou Yingcai are real warriors of the second century, and they are famous in the whole city.
As a knight, the death of chivalrous bone is also fragrant, and it is worthy of being a hero. Who can learn Confucian scholars, stay in books all his life, have white hair, and still write the Xuanjing? .
Lv Yan's "Giving the Road to Mill": If you want to sharpen your edge, you dare to do it, and you opened a box of jade dragons early in the morning. There are three feet of ice in the hand and a snake on the stone.
The blood of rape blossoms runs out with the water, and the fierce ointment is now wiped away by tears. Sweep away the ups and downs in the world, and you will be happy with me.
Zhang Zhi Guang Ling: I swam wildly in the rivers and seas for a year, and I advocated going upstairs at night. Have a few drinks, the crowd is small, and many people satirize the princes.
Everyone said that the sword was three-armed, and he turned to the mirror to recite poems. Today is even more haggard, full of romantic feelings in Yangzhou, which is unbearable.
Emma, the son of Yang Jiong: Chivalrous men will go again, and the golden whip will control the son's love. Snake bow and white arrow, crane autumn red velvet.
Made a fortune in the South China Sea and then went to the North. The Huns are still alive today, and the land has been sealed.
Huang Tingjian's "Send Yellow Several Times" I live in the South China Sea of the North Navy, and I am grateful to Goose for sending a book. Peach and plum spring breeze, a glass of wine, ten years of night rain. Housekeeping, but with four vertical walls, does not cure diseases; I want to study, my head is white, and apes cry over streams.
A book has been here for ten years, and people are in a hurry. At that time, peaches and plums in the spring breeze were charming. How many young couples travel together, and the wine is strong.
Now, the sunset is returning to the road, and the ink is flying red. -Bai Jiantang's theme is "Book Sword, Love and Hatred" and Wu Qi's "Cheng Invited to Drink Tiger Hill Restaurant". The new sunny colors are all fish pavilions, and the rest of the yellow ones stop painting.
Seven miles of water is surrounded by green flowers, and the green mountains on the first floor are drinkers. Then we buried Excalibur in a stake, and heard the old guest star in the sound of flute and drum.
A song of deep affection, Wu Ji poured a silver bottle carelessly. I am tired after writing all my life, and I have never lost my reputation.
The horse returned another day, and there was no war in the east of the city. Hu Shengquan's film title is Butterfly Dance. Zhu's gazebo is gentle and attractive, and he likes new makeup to cover his face.
Three thousand and one color? The wind flowers cover the double lotus. At dusk, the wine will dance, and the moonlit night will leave forgotten songs.
The feat is over and the days of spring are numbered. Fu Hongxue grows into a street step by step, and it is lonely to meet.
The warbler makes life thin, and the phoenix tail makes the fragrance disappear. Fire can sharpen the sword, but frost can make the knife cold.
Forced to touch the princess's blood, Linyi Mo Lingyuan. It's cold all day, underground.
Crossing the road in eighteen nights, twenty-three swords killed, lying drunk and killing the field. Make soup as crazy as you can.
Very, very big. Fifty steps to life and death, eighty-one steps, the legendary swordsman.
Cold kill it, seize it, and the surname is Huaxia. Two plums are less than three feet long, meaning dry and pale, reflecting stone moss and thousands of single piles.
Standing in the cold wind, it is also arrogant, like the madness of the owner, leaving behind. This sword is only one foot long, and it won the championship. It passed through the villa and was dusty for a long time.
Leaning against the west gate, gently blowing snow, watching the snow freeze plum fragrance. Three long pavilions, ancient roads, even grass drops.
The evening breeze, blowing willows and the sound of bamboo flutes outside the sky are all disappearing. At the end of the sunset, there are mountains beyond the infinite mountains.
The ends of the earth, knowing each other is inevitable. Turbid wine makes people drunk, and the horseshoe of Guanzhong post road is broken.
Wandering is endless, and hatred is endless. There are four peaks with green peaks and green waters with green lakes.
Water is green, the peak is green, the peak is green, the water reflects the peak, and the peak is green. The spirit sword is hidden in the spirit of firm but gentle, and the three disturbances are less.
Three little firm but gentle, three little sword spirit, three little sword sheng, three little sword into. Five smoke cages are surrounded by willows, and the boat is beside Qinhuai, and the boat is suitable for Jinling. Businessmen whisper around the beam to disturb the guests, and they know who to look for.
High-rise buildings have good dreams, guests go to Wudang, and chivalrous people go to the small room. The grandiloquence of the master shocked the public, which was not handed down from morality for thousands of years. Six Xiao Ruxiao, Xiao without Xiao, Xiao with Xiao, Xiao without Xiao, Xiao seems to be at large.
Eleven lang has no regrets and is angry with the world. Jade is jade, jade is not jade, jade has jade, jade does not avoid, jade wants to forget.
Shen Qianjin tears than Rulu whitewater seven qin deer, the world was chased by * * *.
History is turning and the halo is still there. Master worked hard to become a deer cutter in the Spring and Autumn Period.
The sword fell into the rivers and lakes, and the heroes rose together. When the situation changes, the magic weapon is not old.
Young Xia, Skynet has a long history, but it doesn't leak. Eight Changsha storms, sunset drinking horses, solitary smoke inclined to recall Western jackdaw's noisy.
The expected land is mainly horses, the yellow sand in the wilderness is rolling, and the desert is cold under the moon, but the sword reflects the moon and the bones are cold. Have you ever lamented that your heart is far away?
Nine days, the stars are gorgeous, and the cold star caresses the sword several times at night, which makes people feel chilling and wants to give up. There are countless fierce faces and cold clothes.
I am not ashamed to bow down, the water is clear, and the east wind sighs again and again, scattering the sky to find it. Stepping on rough thorns is difficult and dangerous, and my inner worries are biased.
8. Poetry on the wine table: Wang Wei's "Cheng Wei Qu"
The rain in the early morning moistened the dust of the land, the inn of the inn, the branches and leaves of the inn, and a new leaf
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.
Du Mu's Jiang Lou
Drinking mellow spring wine alone is half drunk when you go upstairs.
Who surprised a line of geese and ran across the river cloud?
Du Mu's Nostalgia
After ten years of floating rope inspection, I paid for it myself before I died.
Autumn mountains and spring rains are idle, pouring all over Jiangnan.
Du Mu's Drinking in Early Winter Night
I am like Ji An, the governor of Huaiyang County, who is often ill. I have a glass of wine to relieve my sorrow. When I am in a foreign land, I only bring first frost with the sleeves of the Qing Dynasty, oil lamps and candles.
There is a pile of snow under the pear flower. Who will do it next year?
Du Mu's Farewell
Down and out, rivers and lakes carry restaurants, and Chu has a thin waist and a light palm.
Yangzhou's ten years, like a dream, wake up, but in the brothel women this is a fickle reputation.
Du Mu's "Law of Righteousness and Evil"
Wenguang is scattered, and a boat of chickens and dogs is written.
I said that rivers and lakes don't return things, and wine in the wind blocks the New Year.