A poem about seeking 1 Poetry about searching.
Poems about searching include:
1, Li Bai's pursuit of harmony and respect for teachers in the Tang Dynasty
Original text:
The mountain peak is steep, and Capricorn's day is free from the memory of that year. Clear the thick clouds for the ancient road of Gu Shan, and the strange trees listen to the painting springs.
Warm flowers lie on green cows, white cranes sleep on high pine branches. Talk to the teacher, the river has been shrouded in dusk, I want to walk alone in the cold mountain clouds.
Translation:
The mountains are steep and steep, and you don't have to remember the happy years when you climb to the ink wall. Open the thick clouds to find the ancient mountain road, and lean against the trees to listen to the flowing water spring.
There are green cows lying in the warm flowers, and white cranes sleeping on the tall pine branches. Master Yong and I talked until the river was shrouded in dusk, so we had to walk down the misty cold mountain alone.
2. Du Fu's book in Tang Dynasty
Original text:
Where is the temple of the famous prime minister in a pine forest near the Silk City? The steps are dotted with green grass in spring, and birds are chirping happily under the leaves.
The third call aggravated his state affairs, and he gave his sincerity to two generations. But before he conquered, he died, and since then the heroes have been crying on their coats.
Translation:
Where can I find the ancestral temple of Prime Minister Zhuge? The cypress trees outside Jincheng residence are lush. The green grass reflects the natural spring scenery of the stone steps, and the oriole sings beautifully among the dense leaves.
At that time, our ancestors asked you for advice many times, helped our ancestors build the country, and helped successors to continue their businesses. It's a pity that you set out to fight in a dying army, which made heroes in ancient and modern times feel tears in their skirts.
3. Bai Juyi's Three Stories of Jiangnan in Tang Dynasty
Original text:
Jiangnan is good and the scenery is old; When spring comes, the sun rises from the river, the flowers on the river are brighter than red, and the green river is greener than the blue grass. How can we make people not miss Jiangnan?
Jiang Nanyi, the most memorable is Hangzhou; Looking for laurel trees in Zhongshan Temple in the month, watching the tide on the pillow in the county pavilion. When will you revisit?
Jiang Nanyi, followed by martial arts; Wu Yi cup of spring bamboo leaves, Wu Wa dance lotus drunk. Will we meet again sooner or later?
Translation:
How beautiful the scenery in the south of the Yangtze River is. I have been familiar with it for a long time. Spring is coming, the sun rises from the river, making the flowers on the river brighter than red, and the green river greener than blue grass. How can one not miss Jiangnan?
The memory of Jiangnan can best evoke the memory of Hangzhou: you visited Tianzhu Temple in Mid-Autumn Festival to find laurel trees, boarded the county pavilion, rested on it and enjoyed the tide of Qiantang River. When can I go to play again?
Memories of Jiangnan, and then memories of Suzhou Wugong, drinking wine and spring bamboo leaves in Wugong, watching the singers in Wugong dance like charming hibiscus. We always meet again in the morning and evening.
4. Du Fu's "Wang Yue" in Tang Dynasty
Original text:
Nishioka is as lofty as a venerable old man, and the peaks around him are like his children and grandchildren. Immortal staff, how can you climb Huashan to the Jade Buddha Temple with it?
You can enter the trunk valley and it is difficult to return, but the peak is like the tail of an arrow, which is difficult to climb. When the weather is a little cooler, climb to the top of the mountain and see Yamamoto.
Translation:
Huashan peaks stand tall, with the highest peak like an elder, and other peaks like children and grandchildren standing around. How can I get that fairy nine-section stick and fly it all the way to Xingyunv's shampoo basin?
How dangerous the canyon is, as soon as the trunk enters no way back, it's like an arrow shaft heading for a worse door. After the cool autumn wind, I'm going to climb the mountain, visit Xianju in Bai Di and ask about the origin of Xiandao.
5. Xin Qiji's Jade Case Yuan Xi in Song Dynasty
Original text:
One night, the east wind made up thousands of trees and flowers, blowing off the stars and rain. BMW carved cars are full of incense. Phoenix flute moves, jade pot turns, fish dragon dances all night.
Moths, snow, willows, gold thread, laughter and incense are all gone. Looking for him in the crowd, suddenly looking back, the man was there, dimly lit.
Translation:
Like the east wind blowing away thousands of trees and flowers, it also blows fireworks like rain. The luxurious carriage is full of fragrance. The melodious sound of the phoenix flute echoed everywhere, the moon like a jade pot gradually tilted westward, and the fish dragon lantern danced all night.
The beautiful woman wears bright ornaments on her head and walks with the crowd, smiling and smelling. I looked for her thousands of times in the crowd, suddenly turned around, but inadvertently found her in the scattered lights.
2. Look for the following related poems
Patriotic poetry
Join the army (choose one) ★
Don Wang Changling
There is a dark snow-capped mountain in Qinghai, with long white clouds and a lonely city looking at Yumenguan. Yellow sand wears golden armor in hundreds of battles, but the loulan is not returned.
Take it out of the plug (select one) ★
Don Wang Changling
It is still the moon and border pass in Qin and Han dynasties, and the enemy has fought a protracted war. If Wei Qing, who attacked Longcheng, and Li Guang, the flying general, were alive today, the Huns would not be allowed to go south to spend their horses in Yinshan.
Fewer years (select one)
Don
This army later became the "general" of the Han Dynasty and began a battle with the general Yu Yang. Who knows the pain of not going to the border, even if you are killed, you still have a chivalrous fragrance.
Liu, the judge of Wuwei School, marched on Qixi.
Tang Censhen
Volcano in May, few pedestrians. Seeing his horse dying like a bird, everyone defended the camp and the horn sounded Hu Hao.
He Zhangfu filmed a song ★
Don Lu Lun
That night, the black geese flew very high, and Khan quietly escaped during the night. I was about to lead the light cavalry to catch up when the snow fell full of bows and knives.
Fewer years (select one)
Tang Linghu Chu
Bow back, bright sword, first frost, autumn wind and sunshine, I don't want to look back at my hometown until I receive the land in Hehuang, Tian Zi.
Summer sentences ★
Song liqing Zhao
Live and be a man among men; Die and become the soul in the soul. Today, people still miss Xiang Yu because he refused to live and returned to the East.
peony
Song chenyuyi
It has been ten years since the rulers trampled on the land of the motherland. Looking back at Luoyang, my hometown, the road is so long. Years have made me old. Today, I am alone, wandering on the green pier by the spring breeze stream and enjoying the blooming peony.
Shower
Song luyou
I know that when I die, everything on earth has nothing to do with me. But the only thing that hurts me is that I failed to see the reunification of the motherland. Therefore, when the great Song Jun team recaptures the Central Plains, you will hold a home banquet ceremony. Don't forget to tell me the good news!
Qiao Zhou
Fan Song Chengda
North and south of the state bridge is Tianjie, and the elders wait to drive back year after year. When exactly did the Sixth Army come?
Entering Huaihe River for the first time (select one)
Song Yang Wanli
The ship left the shore of Hongze Lake, and after crossing the Huaihe River, it became very bad. Why is the mulberry stem far away, and the north of the middle stream is the horizon.
Ti Lin Andy
Song Lin Sheng
When will the singing and dancing in the West Lake stop? Warm winds make tourists drunk and make Hangzhou a continent.
Nan 'anjun ★
Tian Xiang, Wen Song
Plum blossom north-south road, wind and rain wet skirt. Who will go out with you? This is home! Mountains and rivers are eternal, battlements are temporary. Hunger is really my ambition. I chose EU in my dream.
Zhi Zheng Gai Yuan Xin Si cold food Rixian brother search word sons and nephews.
Yuan Yuji
Jiangshan thinks that beauty is not my land and has been wandering for nearly a hundred years. Their cottages and cemeteries stand by the water. How can I bear to hear the cuckoo go home!
Title Zheng Suo Nan Lan
Yuan
The autumn wind turned the hair! The desolation of the south has disappeared. Only Nan Xin did not change, and she wrote Li Sao in tears.
Wangquetai
Qi Ming aurora
Ten years away from Leng Hai, I look forward to it. First frost is full of painstaking efforts. Sprinkle on the autumn leaves of Qianfeng.
Zhengzuo ★
Qi Ming aurora
Driving north and south reported the main feelings, and Jiang lace laughed all his life. I spend 360 days a year on the battlefield, and my weapon is on my horse.
Yu He's little method
Xie Ming town
Zhao Hui is mountainous and looks at Juyongguan from a distance. Clouds come from three sides, and the wind gives birth to thousands of horses. After collecting the dust, it was quiet and a few people were idle. Suddenly, people who abandon their bodies are ashamed of their temples.
Duyishui
Chen Ming Zi Long
The sword rang in the box last night, and Zhao Yan's elegy was the most uneven. The water is flowing, the clouds are blue, and there is nowhere to send Jing Qing.
At sea (choose one)
Qinggu Yanwu
When the sun entered the sky, mountains and seas invaded, and Qiu Guang came from thousands of miles away. After ten years of fighting, the whole world wept bitterly. Water rushes to the sacred mountain to Bai Niao, and Yunfu Xianque sees gold. Where there is no one in this world, I am afraid it is difficult to return the heart of a strong man.
Depart from Guazhou to Jinling, seeking fullness.
Zheng Qing Chenggong
Swear to destroy Hu in Linjiang, and the lion will swallow Wu with all his anger. Try crossing the natural barrier with a whip, don't believe that the Central Plains is not surnamed Zhu!
tomb
Qingqu army
Niu Kaitian, Longgang holds the Emperor Palace. Spring grass in the Six Dynasties, a thousand wells fall out of flowers. Visiting old people in black is rare, and listening to songs is empty. How to destroy the country and how to hate it are all in Dajiangdong.
Diffuse feeling
Qing palace zizhen
I am disappointed to join the army, and I hate the word Southeast. One flute and one sword, equal business, negative reputation for fifteen years.
Ji Hai's Miscellaneous Poems (Choose One) ★
Qing palace zizhen
Only the great explosive power of lightning can make the land of China exude vitality, but the social and political situation is not angry, but a kind of sadness. I suggest that God stand up again, let go of his talents and don't stick to a pattern.
So much, brother, is that enough? Hope to adopt 1.
3. Poems about searching
The poems about seeking are: 1, Seeking Harmony, Respecting Teachers and Living in Seclusion by Li Bai in the Tang Dynasty. A group of towering skyscrapers are carefree and don't remember the years.
Clear the thick clouds for the ancient road of Gu Shan, and the strange trees listen to the painting springs. Warm flowers lie on green cows, white cranes sleep on high pine branches.
Talk to the teacher, the river has been shrouded in dusk, I want to walk alone in the cold mountain clouds. The peaks are steep, and you don't have to remember the happy years when you climb the Moby Sky.
Open the thick clouds to find the ancient mountain road, and lean against the trees to listen to the flowing water spring. There are green cows lying in the warm flowers, and white cranes sleeping on the tall pine branches.
Master Yong and I talked until the river was shrouded in dusk, so we had to walk down the misty cold mountain alone. 2. In the Tang Dynasty, Du Fu's Book of Scholars: Where is the Hall of Fame? In a pine forest near the Silk City.
The steps are dotted with green grass in spring, and birds are chirping happily under the leaves. The third call aggravated his state affairs, and he gave his sincerity to two generations.
But before he conquered, he died, and since then the heroes have been crying on their coats. Where can I find the ancestral temple of Prime Minister Zhuge? The cypress trees outside Jincheng residence are lush.
The green grass reflects the natural spring scenery of the stone steps, and the oriole sings beautifully among the dense leaves. At that time, our ancestors asked you for advice many times, helped our ancestors build the country, and helped successors to continue their businesses.
It's a pity that you set out to fight in a dying army, which made heroes in ancient and modern times feel tears in their skirts. 3. Bai Juyi's "Three Stories of Jiangnan" in the Tang Dynasty: Jiangnan is good and the scenery is old; When spring comes, the sun rises from the river, the flowers on the river are brighter than red, and the green river is greener than the blue grass.
How can we make people not miss Jiangnan? Jiang Nanyi, the most memorable is Hangzhou; Looking for laurel trees in Zhongshan Temple in the month, watching the tide on the pillow in the county pavilion. When will you revisit? Jiang Nanyi, followed by martial arts; Wu Yi cup of spring bamboo leaves, Wu Wa dance lotus drunk.
Will we meet again sooner or later? How beautiful the scenery in the south of the Yangtze River is. I have long been familiar with it. Spring is coming, the sun rises from the river, making the flowers on the river brighter than red, and the green river greener than blue grass.
How can one not miss Jiangnan? The memory of Jiangnan can best evoke the memory of Hangzhou: you visited Tianzhu Temple in Mid-Autumn Festival to find laurel trees, boarded the county pavilion, rested on it and enjoyed the tide of Qiantang River. When can I go to play again? Memories of Jiangnan, and then memories of Suzhou Wugong, drinking wine and spring bamboo leaves in Wugong, watching the singers in Wugong dance like charming hibiscus.
We always meet again in the morning and evening. 4. Du Fu's "Wang Yue" in the Tang Dynasty Original: Xiyue Zun, the peaks stand like children and grandchildren.
Immortal staff, how can you climb Huashan to the Jade Buddha Temple with it? You can enter the trunk valley and it is difficult to return, but the peak is like the tail of an arrow, which is difficult to climb.
When the weather is a little cooler, climb to the top of the mountain and see Yamamoto. Huashan stands tall, its highest peak looks like an elder, and other peaks stand around like children and grandchildren.
How can I get that fairy nine-section stick and fly it all the way to Xingyunv's shampoo basin? How dangerous the canyon is, as soon as the trunk enters no way back, it's like an arrow shaft heading for a worse door. After the cool autumn wind, I'm going to climb the mountain, visit Xianju in Bai Di and ask about the origin of Xiandao.
5. Song Xin Qiji's "Jade Case Yuan" Original: Thousands of trees bloom in the east wind night, and the stars are raining. BMW carved cars are full of incense.
Phoenix flute moves, jade pot turns, fish dragon dances all night. Moths, snow, willows, gold thread, laughter and incense are all gone.
Looking for him in the crowd, suddenly looking back, the man was there, dimly lit. Just as the east wind blows away thousands of trees and flowers, it also blows fireworks like rain.
The luxurious carriage is full of fragrance. The melodious sound of the phoenix flute echoed everywhere, the moon like a jade pot gradually tilted westward, and the fish dragon lantern danced all night.
The beautiful woman wears bright ornaments on her head and walks with the crowd, smiling and smelling. I looked for her thousands of times in the crowd, suddenly turned around, but inadvertently found her in the scattered lights.
4. Look for poems describing scenery
Jasper adorns trees, and thousands of strands of green silk tapestries hang down. I don't know who cut these beautiful leaves. The spring breeze in February seems to cut a poem: the wind rises in Yunfei and Vega returns to her hometown in the sea. The brave are eager to defend four directions! Three autumn leaves can blossom in February. When crossing the river in thousands of feet, the bamboo sticks are inclined. When you are in the morning breeze, you will be depressed in the boreal forest. If you don't see a gentleman, you worry about it and admire it. How's it going? Forget me a lot! Learn from the valley breeze and raise the wind and rain. Give women fear. Autumn wind rises in Bai Yunfei, the plants are yellow, and the geese return to the south. Look back at the wind. Use Wei's capital. I hope to replace the horse. Suddenly, I will wander north. I will always think of you. I hope to fly with birds. I hope to fly to the south. The frost is getting heavier and lighter, and crazy red leaves fly up the stairs. Just like in Ruoye village. The light is clear and the dew is shining. Ramulus Cinnamomi is flowing and the apple leaves are swaying gently. The breeze is autumn, and the fragrance of wine blooms from time to time. When the wind rolls over the water, the trees are destroyed and people die. It's cold and snowy at night. Spring is coming. Plants grow with strong winds. How can you break up? The breeze blows the blue sea and gives birth to the dragon forest. From a distance, white screen is born, grass is breezy, big leaves are long and round, dewdrops are clear, and sunset flowers are reflected deeply. The wind is quiet and it dissipates slowly. Dewdrops are swaying, and the leaves in the forest are silent. The rising sun is high in the clear sky and the breeze is in the green belt. Enter the pine and make no noise, shake the willow shadow. I climb the gate less and look at the world. The wind is due north, no. Vast and boundless. Unlike a new pond, the breeze is rippling. It withered, lost its ancient foundation and covered the monument with moss. It's breezy in the evening, as if whistling. Silk and bamboo were stirred by the wind, and the land and water were fried. The light rain is quiet on the terrace, and the breeze blows the blue musk deer. It swayed, the wind came, and cotton and green grass grew. Xu blew away, trembling. It seems to blow the mountain down. The clouds are scattered under the trees and the grass is scattered on the house. Last night, the wind blew away the trees at the river head. It's so dark and boundless. Where are the pedestrians? Looking at the bamboo by the pond, I can see the shame when I left the island. It's worth the breeze. I can use the sound of streamers. The sun is setting on the beach, and the breeze is flying on the kite. I'm still sitting under the forest stone, reading a health article. I hunt for grass, the wind is far away and early spring brings fans, Feng Dan Que is warm and charming, Black Dragon and Tianjin are charming, the northland is strong, 100,000 troops are in danger, the vegetation is dying, the road is difficult to distinguish, the mountains and rivers are rising, and the sky is overcast. Mountain clouds are like cattle and horses, and water clouds are like fish and turtles. It's dark in the morning and heavy at night. The high city is moving, why can my house be lifted? . The rising sun hangs in the clear scenery, and the breeze is in the green stripes. The sound of entering the pine is silent, and the willow shadows are swaying in the air. Long-term cultivation should be subtle, and the hidden place should float in the dark. When there is a forest, no tree rustles temporarily. Slowly clear the smoke, gentle and auspicious. When the harvest year comes, people will sing about the beauty of Tang Yao. The breeze frowned with water boots and waves, and the thin sun baked clouds and eggs. The same cloud curtain. If the dangerous wall is about to collapse, it will take a hundred years for Xichi to go south. There will be rain and snow, there will be strong winds, which will make it cold and far away. Raise wine to persuade Baiyun and sing songs to comfort the declining years. The breeze will blow my bells and strings. I will lean back on the Hu bed and look back at the new moon. As soon as the round fan stops, it will be affected by the breeze. The grass is long, the warbler is drizzling and the breeze is rustling. Wind and rain swept through Yuan Ye. In Surabaya, there are many stars, and the breeze doesn't blow the mirror flat. The cold wind is bleak and drizzling, and there are several trees and maples in the north of the house. The breeze swept away the longing for spring, and the light rain washed away the dull makeup. The spring breeze is green like willow, and the sunny sky is red like a stranger. Snow hits the window, pebbles are fine, and the wind rolls wild. Beautiful scenery is like a flat wall, and the breeze does not move gold. The leaves of fireflies fall before going to bed. The wind pushes the clouds down, and the pedestrians on the road are covered with snow. The head is cold and cold, and the breeze and drizzle are biting. The hibiscus flowers beside the moat are swaying in the sudden wind, and the oblique rain is beating the vines on the wall. The wind shakes the handle of the Beidou, and the rain overflows the Tianhe wave. Chengdu is windy in June, and the room is full of momentum. In the wind of Cui Wei, dark clouds are like ghosts and gods, thunder bursts, and flames are soaring. God owns it. Eradicate thousands of feet pine. Not to mention the family's achievements in the year, Wei Guan washed the mustard seed chest. There are no scattered clouds and stars in the sky, and the wind suddenly blows from the southwest. Old vines are incomplete, and there is no room outside the door. Weng Yi exclaimed that his children were crying and the roof tiles were flying empty. When a magpie dies, ghosts and gods still think evil. Catkin accumulated in the snow. Fisherman. Fisherman. The river is windy and drizzling. Green fish and yellow clothes. Red wine and white fish return at dusk. At dusk. At dusk. Where is the flute? Spring has come, and a pole is added to the water. Grass and geese are green, and the shore is full of breeze. The higher ground shilong can't breathe. The breeze is as drunk as the sky. The breeze breeds green apples. Go to the East Lotus, sweep away the clouds and smoke, clear selfless light, leisurely return to empty silence, Yan Haitong sail, the morning wind floats, where the wind blows, Xixi and Qin Chun kiss, the court breeze, singing happily. Nothing is chaotic when listening, and I feel refreshed every day. The breeze is blowing gently, and the desert is hazy. For example, turn down the wind. Leave fear in your arms. Away from peace and happiness. Learn from the valley wind and keep the mountains green. No grass will die and no wood will wither. Forget my virtue and think about my petty grievances. The breeze is charming and golden. The night is clear and wide, and the breeze is blowing gently.
5. Find a few lines describing parting.
1. We said goodbye sadly, and our two officials went in opposite directions.
After all, the world is just a small place. (Farewell the viceroy to his post in Shu) II. Oh, my friend's prince, you left again, and I heard them sigh behind you.
(Li Bai: "Send a friend" 3. The grass turns green again in spring, but what about you, my friend Prince? ? (Bai Juyi: Farewell to Ancient Grass) 4. Weicheng is rainy and dusty, and 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.
(Wang Wei: "Send Yuan Twenty Shi An Xi") 5. Cold rain at night Wu, Fujian in Chushan. (Wang Changling: Farewell to Xin Jian at Furong Inn) 6. Mochow has no confidant in the road ahead, and everyone knows a gentleman.
(Gao Shi: "Not Big") 7. Thousands of feet in Taohuatan is not as good as Wang Lun's. (Li Bai: To Wang Lun) 8. Lonely sails are far away from the blue sky, and only the Yangtze River flows in the sky.
(Li Bai: Farewell to Meng Haoran on the way to Yangzhou) 9. We watched him go east through the wheel tower door, leaving only hoofprint behind him. (Cen Can: Farewell to Tian Shuji Wu's Home in a Song of Snow) 10. Outside Changting, beside the ancient road, the grass is blue.
The evening breeze blows the flute, and the sunset is beyond the mountain. Horizon, a corner of the sea, intimate friends are half scattered.
A ladle of turbid wine makes me happy. Say goodbye to Meng Han tonight. Li Shutong: Farewell.