However, through these clouds, how can I know which corner of the mountain it is facing? . Jia Dao's Absence Notes
The Yellow River is getting farther and farther away, because it flows in the middle of the Yellow River, and Yumenguan is located on a lonely mountain. Wang Zhihuan Liangzhou Ci
Looking back at the eagle wilderness, thousands of twilight clouds spread to the horizon. Wang Wei's Hunting Observation
Floating clouds are like wanderers, like wandering, and the sunset slowly goes down the mountain, which seems to be nostalgic. Li Bai bid farewell to his friends.
Early in the morning, I bid farewell to Jiangling city, which is high into the sky, thousands of miles away, and the boat is only one day away. Li Bai's "Early Making Baidicheng"
The yellow crane never revisited earth, there have been no long white clouds for thousands of years. Yellow Crane Tower in Cui Hao
Like a bird, she still flapped her wings and felt sorry for herself, leaving Beijing for more than ten years. Gao Shi's Don't Move Big
Caiyun lave? My mind is free and easy, and birds fly around in front of my nervous eyes .. Du Fu's "Looking at Yue"
Wild trails and clouds are all black, and rivers and boats are bright. Du Fu's Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night.
The city music under the overpass is soft and melodious, half of it goes with the river wind and the other half floats into the clouds. Du Fu's "Giving Flowers"
From the north side of Gushan Temple to the west side of Jiating, the lake is just level with the embankment, with low clouds and waves on the lake. Bai Juyi's Spring Tour in Qiantang
In the distance, there are cold mountains, oblique stone paths and people in the depths of white clouds. Du Mu's Mountain Walk
A crane in the clear sky rows clouds, bringing poetry to the blue night. Liu Yuxi's Autumn Poems
As written in a China poem, we are not afraid of dark clouds covering our sight, because we are already on the top of the mountain. Wang Anshi's "Climbing the Peak"
I only see the clouds rising from the sea every night, and who knows the clouds in the morning? Li Bai's "Drink Poison to Quench Thirst"
Where is the hometown of Qinling Mountains? Snow blocked the blue horse. Han Yu's "Moving to the Left to Show Grandnephew's Neck"
Ozawa's water vapor transpiration on the cloud soil is white, and the waves seem to shake the whole Yueyang. Meng Haoran's Letter from Dongting Lake to Premier Zhang
2. Poems describing clouds 1. "Wang Yue"
Author Du Fu, Tang Dynasty,
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.
Layers of white clouds, cleaning the gully on the chest; The flat bird flew into the eye socket. Try to climb to the top of the mountain: it dwarfs all the peaks under our feet.
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How majestic is Mount Tai? Walking out of Qilu, you can still see Qingfeng. The magical nature brings together thousands of beautiful scenery, and the south and the north separate the morning and the evening. Layers of white clouds, clean up the gullies in the chest; Go back to the birds and fly into the eyes of the scenery. We must climb to the top of Mount Tai, overlooking the mountains, full of lofty sentiments.
Second, "Autumn Ci"
Author Liu Yuxi, Tang Dynasty
Since ancient times, I feel sad and lonely every autumn. I think autumn is more than spring.
There is no one in the clear sky in Wan Li, and a crane, Ling Yunfei, has aroused my meditation on the blue sky.
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I feel sad and lonely every autumn since ancient times, but I think autumn is better than spring. In the clear sky of Wan Li, a crane flies in the sky, which triggered my poetry about the blue sky.
Third, "Qiantang Lake Spring Tour"
Author Bai Juyi, Tang Dynasty,
From the north side of Gushan Temple to the west side of Jiating, the lake is just level with the embankment, with low clouds and waves on the lake. Several early orioles raced to the sunny tree, and their new swallows were carrying mud in their nests.
Colorful spring flowers will gradually fascinate people's eyes, and shallow spring grass can barely cover the horseshoe. I love the beauty on the east bank of the West Lake, and I can't get enough of it, especially the white sand embankment under the green poplar.
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Bypassing the north of Gushan Temple, strolling in the west of Jiagong Pavilion, the white clouds hang low at the beginning of the lake. Several warm trees that the oriole came out early competed for sunshine, and the new swallows were busy building nests and holding mud. Wild flowers will be dazzling when they are competing to open, and spring grass has just crossed the horseshoe before it grows tall. The beautiful scenery in the east of the favorite lake is unforgettable. Rows of willow trees pass through a white sand embankment.
Fourth, "Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night"
Author Du Fu, Tang Dynasty,
Good rain knows the season, when spring comes. Sneak into the night with the wind, moisten things silently.
The wild path is dark, and the river is bright. Look at the red and wet place, the flowers in Jinguancheng are heavy.
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Good rain seems to pick the right time, arrival in the spring of everything. With the breeze, quietly into the night. Fine and dense, nourishing everything on the earth.
Thick dark clouds covered the fields and paths, and only a little fishing fire from a fishing boat by the river emitted a ray of light, which was particularly bright. When the morning comes, the wet soil must be covered with red petals, and the streets and alleys of Jinguancheng must be a colorful scene.
V. "Man Jiang Hong Xie Honghuai"
Author Yue Fei, Song Dynasty
Angry, leaning against the railing, resting in the drizzle. Looking up, screaming in the sky, strong and fierce. Thirty fame, dust and earth, eight thousand miles of clouds and the moon. Don't be idle, grow old together and be unhappy.
Jingkang is ashamed, but it is still snowing. When will courtiers hate it? Driving a long car, breaking through the lack of Helan Mountain. Eat pork when you are hungry, and drink Hun blood when you are thirsty. Stay from the beginning, clean up the old mountains and rivers, and go to the sky.
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I was so angry that my hair stood on end. I raised my hat and leaned against the railing. The rain has just stopped in Mao Mao. Looking up and looking around, I saw a vast land, sighing and sighing, and my heart was full of patriotism. Although some fame has been established for more than 30 years, it is as insignificant as dust. The north and south fought for 8 thousand miles and experienced many storms.
Don't waste your time, your hair is all white, and only one person regrets it. Jing Kangnian's great shame has not been cleared. When will the resentment of officials disappear? I will drive a chariot to attack Helan Mountain, and even Helan Mountain will be razed to the ground. I am full of ambition. I eat the enemy's meat when I am hungry, and I drink the enemy's blood when I am thirsty. I want to start all over again, recover the old rivers and mountains, and worship the old capital Jingque.
3. What are the poems about clouds?
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I can't be poor one after another, just follow the dragon if I stop singing.
Thousands of miles to Han Yin, twelve peaks in Wushan.
Whenever you smell beautiful colors, you can still see Qiao Song hanging in the wind.
Pity you for dyeing cicada temples and looking at yourself in the mirror.
Yongyun
Tang Yuji
Ruiyun reflects thousands of miles, and the phase is bright and new. Birds' wings scattered in the wind, and the water was covered with fish scales.
Buye suspected Linxia, and bloom waited for spring. I hope to have a beautiful scenery. I didn't order to cover the laurel wheel.
Lonely clouds
Tangyuwuling
North and South Wan Li, the cloud heart is more leisurely. Because the wind leaves the sea and accompanies the moon to the world.
There are few trees in Luopu and no old mountains in Chang 'an. Pei couldn't stay back, but she was lonely and empty.
Out of the clouds
Don
The clouds are quiet at the beginning of the mountain, and the rain touches the stone. Without heart, leaves occupy youth.
Scattered seeds are like rainbow gas, which is light and does not allow dust. The volley is like a wing, reflecting and moistening into scales.
Different from Linfen tripod, doubt follows the gorge god. Help the drought to the end, not only drop the sage.
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Don Zheng Zhun
Pieces of flying leisurely, the roof in front of the mountain.
Gone forever, revealing the clear sky in Wan Li.
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4. Poems about clouds used to be difficult in water and amber forever. -Yuan Zhen's Five Poems of Self-reflection, No.4.
Sometimes go to the end of the water to seek the source, or sit and watch the ever-changing clouds rise. -Wang Wei's "My retreat in Zhongnanshan"
Travel is hard. Travel is hard. Don't go astray! Where to go today. One day, I will ride the wind and waves, raise the Yun Fan and cross the sea. -Li Bai's "It's hard to go to me"
Beautiful people who see the bright clouds, think of their clothes and see flowers come to see them. -Li Bai's "Qing Ping Diao Yi"
The red sunset is in the temple outside the temple, and the wind has not yet come, and the wind has already blown the buildings in Xianyang. -Xu Hun's "East Building of Xianyang City"
Thirty fame, dust and earth, eight thousand miles of clouds and the moon. -Yue Fei's "Man Jiang Hong writes Huai"
Early in the morning, I bid farewell to Jiangling city, which is high into the sky, thousands of miles away, and the boat is only one day away. -Li Bai's "Early Sending of Baidicheng"
The Yellow River is getting farther and farther away, because it flows in the middle of the Yellow River, and Yumenguan is located on a lonely mountain. -Wang Zhihuan's Two Poems on Liangzhou.
The mountains overlap, and the clouds want to smell the snow on their cheeks. -The article "Bodhisattva Man, the hills overlap and glittering"
There is wind in the cloud flight. -Liu Bang's Song of the Wind
5. Ancient poetry goes a thousand miles, Huang Yun goes for a hundred days, and the north wind blows geese and snow one after another. Gao Shibei, Dongda, the first of two songs.
Blue sky and yellow leaves Fan Zhongyan Su Mu
The wild path is dark, and the river is bright. Du Fu's Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night
Even if it doesn't rain in Qingming, clothes are stuck in the depths of the clouds. The Tang people stayed in Zhang Xu Mountain.
Yun Teng is like smoke, and the dense rain is like scattered silk. Ten Miscellaneous Poems by Zhang Xie in Jin Dynasty
I will walk until the water stops me, and sit and watch Wang Wei and my retreat in Zhongnanshan, when they are allowed to rise.
I am worried about the clouds on the sea and often meet you thousands of miles away. Cui Shu sent Zheng Ling to get wet in the rain.
Everything is still empty,
Yingshan hidden water is heavy.
Infinitely dry seedlings are dying,
Seven Wonders of the Tang Dynasty.
Gao Shi's Two Poems of Don't Move (Part One)
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Like a bird, she still flapped her wings and felt sorry for herself, leaving Beijing for more than ten years.
Mochow has no confidant in the road ahead, and everyone in the world doesn't know you.
In the farewell poems of the Tang Dynasty, those sad and touching works are certainly touching, but another kind of generous and sad poem from the heart, with its sincere friendship and firm belief, painted another heroic and bodybuilding color for the willow color of Baqiao Bridge and the wind and rain of Weicheng City. Gao Shi's Don't Move Big is a masterpiece of the latter style.
As for Dongda University, all the annotations think that he may be a famous pianist in the Tang Xuanzong period, and he is a "but how can fame and fortune be a genius?" Musician. When Gao Shi wrote this poem, it should be in the period of unsatisfied idleness. No.2 of his "Don't Move Big" said: "Six ao went wandering mercilessly, and one left Luo Jing for more than ten years. My husband's poverty should not be enough. I have no money to buy wine today. " It can be seen that he was still in a "poor" situation of "no money to drink". This farewell work when I was dissatisfied in the early days can't help but "borrow someone else's cup and pour my own foundation." But the poet hopes to give people a feeling of self-confidence and strength in comfort.
In the first two sentences, write the current scenery directly and draw it with pure lines. With its inner truth, write the mood of parting, so it can be profound; Only with a broad mind can we tell the scenery in front of us and be solemn and stirring. "Yi", that is, refers to the dim scenery at sunset.
Huang Yun in the sunset, the vast wilderness, only the northern winter has this kind of scene. This kind of situation, if carved a little, will inevitably hurt the spirit. Height suits this. It's dusk and it's snowing heavily. In the north wind blowing wildly, only geese and Leng Yun appeared in the distance, which made it hard to stop the feeling of cold and wandering. Being reduced to this level by talent makes people cry, and that's the only way. Friends can't be content with the status quo. In the first two sentences, we can see the inner stagnation by telling the scenery. Although it has nothing to do with people, it has made people feel like they are in the snow, as if there are strong men whistling on the top of the mountain. If you don't do your best here, you can't see the wonderful turning point below, and you can't see the smoothness, good intentions, deep friendship and other meaning's sadness in the following words. The last two sentences are full of confidence and strength in comfort. Because he is a bosom friend, he speaks simply and generously. Because of its decline, it takes hope as comfort.
The reason why this poem is outstanding is that Gao Shi "has a thousand words in his heart, but also has a noble spirit" (Yin Kun's Heroes of He Yue) and "exalts himself with temperament" (Chronology of Tang Poetry), so it can add color to people with lofty ideals and wipe tears for wanderers! If it weren't for the poet's inner depression, how could he make his parting words so considerate and firm? How can we make this unpretentious language cast such beautiful, mellow and moving poems!