Author: Guo Yin

Year: Song Dynasty \ Dynasty

Poetry:

Correct tomorrow, who will confess.

Dark clouds recede and pioneers shine in sunny days.

Looking at the distance on the road, Tian Chou will take an examination of the old farmer.

Gan Kun thinks about the present, and his eyes are scattered and sad.

The water is like the sunrise, and the forest is suspicious of Cai Feng —— Li Deyu's Xin Teng Ji.

Changgexing

The trees in the garden are lush, and the crystal dew rises in the sun.

Spring fills the earth with hope, and everything presents a scene of prosperity.

I am always afraid that when the cold autumn comes, the trees in Ye Er will turn yellow and the grass will wither.

The river runs to the sea, and when will it return to the west?

A lazy youth, a lousy age.

There are no flowers in the south of the Yangtze River in summer, so you can have a little chardonnay in the lake.

Miss home, explore the moon, stand at night, miss the wells and clouds of the Ming Dynasty.

Spring breeze doesn't understand people's wishes, when can the haze be sprinkled in front of the window? (Unknown source)

Huiri Gao Yan Shilin Hall Cui Zhixian

Last month, the river was sunny and beautiful. Mianman becomes a bird, which shines in spring.

Willow shakes the wind, plum blossoms the day before yesterday. I stayed in L.A. for a long time, and Shi Chong's home was sung.

Gongming sword frost, autumn wind out of Xianyang. [Tang] Ling Huchu's Youth Travel

Rachel: Don't say that Sang Yu is late, because summer and business are everywhere.

2. The best answer to the poem about sunrise and sunset.

Sunset and lonely Qi Fei, autumn waters and sky are the same color.

The emperor bid farewell to Baiyun, traveled thousands of miles to Jiangling, and Qian Qi visited Li Qing.

Draw halberds, Zhu Louying the sunset glow, Gao Wuhan, Liu Du flying crow. There is no return to the porch in front of the door, and the city is worried about watching the sunset.

Chen hui ri Yan Gao restaurant

Son Shen likes to play with friends. People are Pingyang guests, and the land is Shi Chong's home. Hydrology produces old pu, and the wind is full of new flowers. Riding at dusk, the sunset shines on Changchuan.

Liu Yuxi's autumn night is new and sunny. For example, in jathyapple, it is pleasant during the day and rainy at night, and the night scene is very clear. The moon is faint with clouds and thin scales. The voice of Chiba, Lin Qiu. Looking at each other step by step, there are many good feelings.

Jushun gave the art garden and answered it with poetry, so the heart was solemn and one end was fragrant purple. On the opening day, the sunset glow is reflected, and the wind is full of autumn waters. In order to cut pity leaves for the mattress, making fur will cherish flowers. It's better to sew a silk quilt and miss you like a gentleman. Rihuan

3. What are the poems about "Xia Hong"? 1, the morning glow is all over the sky, and no birds enter Wu. Between the sky above and the sky below, the river is gone forever. -From Li Bai's "A Song of Lushan Mountain" to "The Imperial History of Lu Xuzhou" in the Tang Dynasty.

Vernacular interpretation: Cui Yun and Xia Hong are in the morning sun, birds can't fly, but Wu Tianguang is long. Climbing high and looking far, the world is spectacular, and the river flows east, which is gone forever.

2, the stars rotten Oriental patent, Xia Hong slightly out of the southeast, and Lv Lang hitchhiking on the spot. -From the Tang Dynasty: Li He's Sitting at Night

Interpretation of vernacular Chinese: In a trance, the morning star rises from the east, and after the splendor, a touch of red sunrise is revealed on the horizon. I can't forget this scene. It was the time when you got on the horse and said goodbye to me.

3. The blue curtain is a wisp of red. At night, the branches crow and the cold smoke is thick. Xiaolou is worried about painting East. At dusk, there was a flute and a Yun Lan wind. -From the Song Dynasty: Chen Liang's Xiao Zhongshan's pen, Xia Mu Hong Yi.

Interpretation of vernacular Chinese: the silky rosy clouds in the blue sky are stained with a touch of brilliant red. On the branches of Sophora japonica, birds call friends, and the cold smoke is getting thicker and thicker. I leaned against the painting column, worried about the east of Xiao Lou. The moonlight is sad and hazy, and through the blue clouds, waves of sad flutes float in the evening breeze.

Hai Xia is red and green, with mountains and smoke. The scenery of the old capital is prosperous. Draw a halberd at the gate of the bridge, facing the panoramic view and leaning against the golden pagoda. Lotus pond, willow pavilion, Hongqiao reflection, blue boat flying, tourists gathering and dispersing, in a lake. -From the Song Dynasty: Liu Yong's Early Mei Fang Haixia Red.

Interpretation of vernacular Chinese: the morning glow reflects the red West Lake, and the green hills are shrouded in clouds. Hangzhou is a beautiful and prosperous place. There are many halberds painted on the left and right sides of the gate of the bridge building, facing the neatly arranged vast and orderly market, and the gold color contrasts with the turret. Lotus leaves and water chestnuts beside the water, willow catkins floating in Tingzhou, arch bridges reflecting the water, boats moving fast, and tourists gathered in one lake and one mountain.

5, the sky is blue, dyed in autumn. The dragon in Aodai Snow Mountain stung, and the wind soon blew to the sea. Counting the little lights, the sky is red and wet. Bai Niao has a straight sail and listens to the night flute across the river. -From the Song Dynasty: Zhou Mi's "Watching the Tao on the West Five Mountains in Wen Que"

Interpretation of the vernacular: the sky is blue and the water is clear, dyed into a clear autumn scenery. The tide of the river is like a snowy mountain carried by a turtle, and it is like a sleeping dragon waking up from a dream. The strong wind lifted the sea as if a wall had been erected.

Some green hills in the distance are like a bun on a beauty's head, filled with fog and green. The faint Xia Hong is like a newly woven tulle, with a surging tide splashing wet. On the horizon, Bai Niao sails and sails, and at night, melodious flute sounds come from the other side of the river.

4. Caixia lightly practices Caixia poetry group, and the frost shines.

Clouds and lights are temporarily hidden, flowers and trees are like ornaments.

Wang Bao's Jiuhuai: a microscopic Xi Xuanpu, a survey of Xi Ursa major.

Liu Xiang's Nine Sighs: Birds fly to meet Xi, and cranes fly to Eta Ursae Majoris.

Qin Guan's Wind Into the Pine (Xishan): Above Baguio Light in Shan Yu. Flowers and trees are fragrant.

Luo's Autumn Morning and Zichuan Mao Sima Qiujiu. Autumn cloud: Eta in Ursa Major moves, and the sun is shining high.

Qin Shihuang's poem "Jinyang Gate": South of Ursa Major, the purple is forbidden, and the pear garden is surrounded by flowers.

Wei Zongwu's "Top Tune (Driving Snow with Friends)": La San Qian Bai, Etta Ursa, in a blink of an eye.

Bi Cheng's Xi Qian Ying: Last year, Yu Yan remembered that she was one year old and Eta Ursa major had entered the city.

Li Shangyin's Southern Dynasties Collection: Natural disasters are long and long, so the king of Jinling should be radiant.

1; "Songs of the South": "Eat six qi and drink more, which contains the morning glow."

2; Shu Mao Xizhen's "Huanxisha" words: "Qixia is low and sunny."

3; Selected Works Zuo Si's Shu Du Fu: "Gan Qing is showing off in the clouds, and Shu Dan is angry."

4; Jin Cao Pi's "Yuan Lin Fu": "Qingxia drags ahead, and Lai Su flows in the forest management."

5; In the Southern Dynasties, Liang Jiangyan wrote "Hate Fu": "I don't want to lose it at night."

6; Former Shu Niu Qiao's "Female Guanzi" words: "Jinjiang smoke water, outstanding women burn beautiful springs. Little Tanxia embroidered with charms

5. Huishan, a lifelong Tibetan poem, can't be sold lightly. He loves to live away from others.

Out of Xianguan, he went to Chicheng, but once he remembered Lin Chisheng. The story is bleak and empty, the door is closed, and finally the dawn is offered.

Don't sell Huishan lightly. Stay away from others if you love it. Xiati Chicheng is far away, and one person lives in the world and forgets the world.

Life is short of money, but still boasting about winning or losing. There are 18 completely different bodies, but love and hate should be separated.

Linxia smoke cage around the county, one or two brown shoes and eight-foot vines. A thousand words hate swallows, and the scenery is booming.

Hui Hui Road, Tree Mirror and Sanquan have a strong style of loving you. Xia Mo has deep clouds and deep waters, and the melancholy back of a bay and a pool.

Make trouble bleak and empty, Wu Yang sinks mountains. Hua Hui wants emptiness, while Ai Jun Shui Ge should do nothing.

Xia Mingchuan is watching, and a county is in the cold rain. I hate embroidered loneliness and missed you.

Hui Hui Road, Tree Mirror and Three Springs, Re-discussion on who loves material cultivation. Xiati Chicheng is far away, and one person lives in the world and forgets the world.

Whether I dare to accept my call at my age depends on the doors of the dining room and bedroom.

6. The poems of the morning glow and the sunset glow are just like the morning glow. Lin suspected that it was a spell scattered by the afterglow of Cai Feng. Chengjiang is as quiet as practicing summer and staying in Jiangnan. I don't know how to spend it. I miss the lake a little. I miss the moon and stand at night. I miss the wells and clouds of the Ming Dynasty. Spring breeze doesn't understand people's wishes. When will the smog spill on the window? Attachment: An ancient poem containing "Spring Clouds": Dark Sun Banquet. Cui Zhixian, Lin Ting of Gaos family, had a beautiful scenery by the river last month. Mianman changed birds from time to time, and the flowers scattered the day before yesterday. After a long stay in L.A., this song was blown to Shi Chong's home. In the early Yuan Dynasty, the courtiers were full, and the three dynasties waited for the drum to be credited. When you were far away, you received the rhyme and were saved. In the morning, spring has arrived. The ring sounds overlap and the barbarians wear the same clothes. Qu and Tian are susceptible, and the mountains are long and endless. In Voser for thousands of years, car books are everywhere. Who can keep hemp when Sheng Mingduo is in power? Jionji's memory of Li Duan can't be forgotten. When we met in Laoyou, Ling Xiao's disciples were even more developed, not because of the flowering period. Making friends with jade, we have been on the dragon for many years. There are many beds in the East Pavilion and Rong Hui in the western suburbs. Aquamarine came to ask, and the jade handle was empty. When the cave mat died, the monk hall lost its gratitude to the public. Left as a wall of books, Hsinchu moved again. It's different in the morning and evening. The sun shines brightly in spring, and the night candle suddenly blows with the wind. The ants are still fighting, and the road to disaster is very poor. Quietly ask the sky and hurry back to the house. The way back was very sad. I am an important official. I should only care about my spiritual luck, but I remember my guests for the time being. The letter is still young, and the grass is still fresh. I can't bear to see my master when carp court buries Yushu. The embroidered bed in Wu Wenying, Xijiang River is tired, and the fragrance is slanting. Flute drums are very expensive. Outside the door, Han Xiao hissed. The hat is half eaves facing the snow, and the mirror opens in Xia Chun, Chisai. Small curtain selling wine to see plum blossoms. Zhu Xianying crimson yarn. There are 300 poems, and the high rhyme reflects the spring. Sunset and lonely Qi Fei, autumn water is the same color as the sky. The heart of Jin gradually rises, and the shadow of the wheel promotes the frequent hope of Judah. It's hard to merge when it's absolutely beautiful, so this day will be disappointing. In the Mid-Autumn Moon (Yan Shu), the bright sword on the back of the bow flashes frost.

7. Poems about Snow and Xiaxue: 1. The grass withered and the eagle suffered from eye diseases, and the snow was as light as a horseshoe. (Wang Wei's hunting) 2. We chased them, the burden of horses was light, and there was snow on our bows and swords. (Xia Sai Qu by Lu Lun) 3. I know from a distance that it's not snow, because it smells good. (Wang Anshi's Plum Blossom) 4. A boat, a bamboo cloak, an old man fishing in the cold Jiang Xue. (Liu Zongyuan's Jiang Xue) 5. Chai Men smells dogs barking, and returns to people in the snowy night. (Liu Changqing's "Lotus Mountain Master in the Snow") 6. Qinghai has a long haul of dark snow-capped mountains, and the lonely city overlooks Yumenguan. (Wang Changling's Seven Armies) 7. I will cross the Yellow River, but the ice will suffocate and the ferry will climb the snowy Taihang Mountain. (Li Bai's "Difficult to Walk") 8. Thousands of miles away in Huang Yun, during the daytime, the north wind blows goose feather and heavy snow one after another. (Gao Shi "Biedongda") 9. Outside the window is the autumn snow in Xiling, and the Wu Dong Wan Li boat is moored at the door. Du Fu's quatrains 10. The north wind rolled up the white grass and scattered them, and the snow in August crossed the Tatar sky. (Snow White Farewells Tian Shuji Wu to Go Home) 1 1. Sing autumn wind, buy wine and fly winter snow. (Wang Zhu's Four Qi Poems 12. I don't know if the splash started recently, but I suspect it didn't sell after the winter snow. (Zhang Wei's "Early Plum") Summer 1 The water is like the morning glow, and Lin suspected that Cai Feng had been here for two years, and the summer rest has been scattered. Chengjiang has been practicing quietly for three summers, but I don't know how to spend it in the south of the Yangtze River, so I can have a drink, young Xia. My pillow and mat are the lost clouds in which I once lived.

A thousand tears came from Bambusa bambusa, and a hundred thousand clothes came from Xia Hong.