Question 2: Quiet as water, but deep for livestock. Quiet as jade, but warm and self-sufficient. What do you mean? If the heart is snowy, write slowly and ask the feather. Book fragrance makes wine, and poetry is clear; Send a message in red and pass it on; Splash ink to condense the picture of painters. Fireworks have a fleeting time, silently counting the cold in loneliness and pain, quietly enjoying youth in light singing and dancing, waiting for bloom under the eaves in front of the courtyard, and sitting under the canopy of the sky watching the clouds roll and relax. Listening to the rain on the railing, my thoughts swam in the rain and danced into butterflies. Riding a light dance filled with rain and fog, it condenses into a curtain of dreams. Such as the feelings of lotus, let the beautiful acacia break into a butterfly, dance lightly at the fingertips of the fleeting time, take a strand of homesickness, twist flowers into dreams, pick off the stars all over the sky and give a gift to explain flowers. Look at the place, eyebrows are low, and if you give gifts to each other, it doesn't hurt. The homesick sail ran aground on the windless sea. The budding heart is lost in the song of summer night. Love is hurt when you don't know the truth, the beginning and the end. You can't escape the dialogue in your heart. Holding a piece of paper, writing a poem for you, thinking about it, has been moved. An egret looking at the broken line and strolling leisurely. A wisp of lingering emotion overflows, the ancient ferry and the slender bamboo flute are playing the eternal swan song of the world of mortals. Borrow a piece of plain paper, take Mo Xiang as the word, spread the sadness between your eyebrows with the elegance of Song Ci, and beautify your earthly charm with flowers. Holding a handful of water, cutting a wisp of breeze, carrying thousands of feelings, quietly in the world, indifferent to each other. A long fragrance, such as autumn water, is intoxicating, lingering in your fingers, carrying your thoughts, waiting for the clear water and the long moon in the youthful years when the night is as cool as water and the rain is as light as cold ... ● Tonight, standing in the clouds of the sunset. Give deep and long feelings to long poems, sing the graceful beauty in songs and poems, and go boating on the water. I don't know how many lingering notes my slender soul can carry for you. I'm afraid that my pen and ink will gradually cool down after a few seasons in bloom. I don't know you, will you still ring the beautiful myth that I have been sleeping for thousands of years and play a welcome heart sound for me? Willow trees are dancing to make the wind quiet. Tears for you, the butterfly language is popular in the still night. Who is your watch, who will read your melancholy. If there is an afterlife, I will be a heartless person, drink Meng Po Tang, cross the Naihe Bridge, cut off eternal love, forget the love of the Millennium, and bury my vows on the Sansheng stone forever. In this way, can I have no nostalgia? Can you be so heartbroken? Can you be heartless? If the night is light, the dream shadow is tired of leaning on flowers. I am full of tenderness and sadness, I will be elegant, I will be full of paper customs; Twisting the moon for three minutes, it becomes a flower edge, fate is displaced, and the dust edge is abolished. Dreams are far away, but your shadow is as pale as smoke, but it is always in my distance. I use my delicate fingers to stand slim, cross the willow bank, carry a wisp of breeze, fly over the dust of a thousand years, and lie drunk with you in the fragrant painting building, in the flowers in my dream ... ● The night is very thick and the dream is too thin. Who wants to wait for whom? A long and gorgeous chapter in life, who wants to stay for whom? Fireworks can't be cut, but neither can they. Hold a handful of acacia rain, fold a missing flower, float across the chrysanthemum platform, crush autumn flowers, gather your figure with expectation, and tell me that my dream has broken my sadness, but I wonder if I can hear my faint sigh in the world of mortals? Can you feel my tired heart getting older day by day? Dance your fingers gently, cross the oblique clouds, cut out a plain clothes for your mood, and write it gently into the fleeting time with simple and faint feelings. Cut off the sunset glow, embrace a deep feeling, embrace a shallow pity, swing a graceful heart, dance in the cool breeze and bright moon, and listen to the passage of time. Looking back at the fine dust, watching the wonderful fireworks show, guarding the long stream of Shui Yuan and crossing the dust for thousands of years are all warm to you. ● Cut the candle and talk at night yesterday. Today, the horizon was broken. When is the evening? For you, I picked up the scenery all the way, sang and danced for you, gently closed my eyes, picked a petal floating in my hair, and threw a heart sound like water all the way. Miss a thousand miles of smoke, sigh and sigh, if you can monopolize the moonlight tonight, can you banish your obsession and expectation to a corner of the sea, and never be contaminated with acacia again, isolated from your concern? ● Smoke is frivolous, slender tassels dance like filar silk thoughts, and the rain is soft and indulged in the warmth of butterflies. You know, the mediastinal landscape, every time the butterfly wings move, it will open a flower. Shui Yunjian, how I want to wake up the clear water with the flowers, leaving only beautiful scenery. Even if I am silent, I am still happy. ● At dawn ... >>

Question 3: What does Ouyang Xiu mean by picking mulberry seeds, that is, going to Chaotianwo for an instant hearing? During the Tang and Song Dynasties, Yingzhou West Lake, Yangzhou Slender West Lake and Hangzhou West Lake were all famous scenic spots in China.

Ouyang Xiu, a great literary master in the Northern Song Dynasty, wrote thirteen poems "Picking Mulberry Seeds" successively, and vividly described Yingxi Lake in different periods with sparse and fresh pen and ink, so that today, thousands of years later, we are still reciting and tracing back.

"When Huangshan comes back, it's a wonderful show without looking at Yue." Huangshan Mountain, which is famous in the world, seems to be less famous for its waterfalls. However, after reading the Song of Heavenly Waterfalls by Qian, a famous poet in the early Qing Dynasty, you can't help admiring the majestic landscape that shocked the world and touched the valley, and the majestic waterfalls. "If you want to compare the West Lake with the West Lake, light makeup and heavy makeup are always appropriate." Although this is Su Shi's metaphor and praise for the image of Hangzhou West Lake, I don't know that Yingzhou West Lake and Yangzhou Slender West Lake, like Hangzhou West Lake, are also famous scenic spots in Tang and Song Dynasties.

The Yingzhou West Lake described in Ouyang Xiu's thirteen poems "Picking Mulberry Seeds" is not as famous as Xizi Lake, but it can still arouse people's admiration, infatuation and yearning for her, giving people a beautiful enjoyment.

Yingzhou and Xiaochang in the Northern Wei Dynasty were set in four years, abolished in the Northern Qi Dynasty and restored in the early Tang Dynasty. Ruled in Ruyin, now Fuyang, Anhui. Song Zhenghe changed to Shunchang House. Yingzhou West Lake is also called Ruyin West Lake. According to the Records of Zheng Deying's State, "West Lake is located in the northwest of Erli State. The lake outside is ten miles long and two miles wide. According to legend, in ancient times, water was unfathomable and vast and uniform. After Jin Hu, the Yellow River soared and flooded half the lake. However, the four seasons are still beautiful. Celebrities of the previous generation often came here to go boating, and Hunan has the foundation of Ouyang Wenzhong Academy. " Accordingly, the area of Yingzhou West Lake in Tang and Song Dynasties was above Slender West Lake and Hangzhou West Lake. At that time, there were many people who were "famous people often boating here", such as Yan Shu, Ouyang Xiu, Su Shi and Su Zhe in the Northern Song Dynasty.

Among the "celebrities", Su Shi once "wanted to get involved in official business and didn't mind meddling" (Qin Guan's "Dongpo Hand Yingying"), which shows Dongpo's infatuation with Yingxi Lake. But Ouyang Xiu, who is most familiar with and obsessed with Yingzhou West Lake, should push aside the ethos of a generation.

Ouyang Xiuzi Yongshu, a drunkard, is a 6 1 year-old layman. He has been to Yingzhou many times in his life. The first time was in the first year of Renzongyou in the Northern Song Dynasty, and I changed my knowledge of Yingzhou from Yangzhou. In the autumn of that year, Yingzhou changed its knowledge to Yingtianfu (now Shangqiu, Henan Province) in a short time. Supposedly, people who live in a beautiful environment known as "Yang Yier" and "The moonlight shines on the earth, and the rogue is Yangzhou" (Tang Yi Yangzhou) will still be interested in Yingzhou?

Ouyang Xiu changed from Yangzhou to Yingzhou. When he visited the West Lake for the first time, he wrote a poem affectionately: Han Qingxiang Painting Boat, which made you forget Yangzhou. Twenty-four bridge months, in exchange for ten hectares of autumn in the West Lake. It can be seen that the author loves Yingzhou West Lake.

Ouyang Xiu went to Yingzhou for the last time after he became an official in his later years. The author chose to live in Yingzhou, and the years before and after were separated. In the author's own words, "asphalt flies in spring." This time, Buju Yingzhou never left.

After Ouyang Xiu retired to Yingzhou, he wrote thirteen poems "Picking Mulberry Seeds", which were preceded by a paragraph "Reading the West Lake". This kind of "chanting", also called "words" and "talking about music", was a popular form of praise in the Northern Song Dynasty, similar to the preface or introduction. "Yu Nian" is very important to grasp the connotation of this group of words, which can be said to be the key to interpret the thirteen characters in Caisang Zi. This is recorded as follows: Wang Ziyou used to love bamboo, and he didn't ask his master to build a door; Tao Yuanming's hermit stayed on the road when he met wine. The victory of West Lake is a good name for Dongying. Although the scenery is beautiful, it is more solid than the high meeting; The breeze and bright moon are fortunate to belong to idle people. Go together or make friends, and sometimes go alone on impulse. The frog listened for a while and asked whether it was official or private; The winding water is flowing, so you can sing it. I am happy but know that I am not like anyone. It can be seen that occasional visits are often better than special visits, and the order is credible; Although nothing is your own, you have gained a lot. Because I turn over old words, I write in a new style, dare to learn from old skills, and chat with Qinghuan.

From Yu Nian, we can know that Ouyang Xiu admired Wang Ziyou and Tao Yuanming, two famous men in Wei and Jin Dynasties, but he also claimed to be idle. He never tires of the beauty of the West Lake and frogs, which is "not his own" but "has gained a lot". The author realizes that the purity of nature is opposite to the filth in vanity fair, and regards nature as a filter for bathing in snow and common concern. It is exactly the high-level aesthetic feeling that the author pursues to get spiritual detachment and * * * from the beautiful scenery of the West Lake. It is also under the control of this mentality that Ouyang Xiu takes Yingzhou as his home. As he himself said in Zuiweng Pavilion, "The meaning of drunkenness is not the wine, but the mountains and rivers."

Thirteen Poems of Picking Mulberry Seeds can be divided into two parts: the first nine songs praise the beautiful scenery of the West Lake in different seasons and periods, and the last four songs mainly show ...

Question 4: If you leave the string moon, you will be surprised at the grand end, and your heart will be late; Half the clouds, breeze, crazy feelings and resentment, what do you mean, if the heart is as cold as snow, write slow feathers; Book fragrance makes wine, and poetry is clear;

Send a message in red and pass it on; Splash ink to condense the picture of painters.

Fireworks are fleeting,

Count the cold silently in loneliness and pain, and enjoy youth in light song and dance.

Under the eaves in front of the courtyard, I will wait for the bloom flowers to fall and sit and watch the clouds roll and relax.

Listening to the rain on the railing, my thoughts swam in the rain and danced into butterflies.

Riding a light dance filled with rain and fog, it condenses into a curtain of dreams.

Love is like lotus, making beautiful acacia break cocoon into butterfly,

Dancing lightly on the fingertips of the fleeting time, carrying a ray of homesickness and twisting flowers into dreams,

Take off all the stars and give them to you. Staring at this place,

Low eyebrows, if you give gifts to each other, it doesn't hurt to be close at hand.

The homesick sail ran aground on the windless sea. A budding heart,

Vaguely lost in the song of summer night. You don't know the truth until you love and hurt.

Starting point and ending point, you can never escape, the dialogue in your heart. Holding a piece of paper,

Poems and thoughts written for you are inseparable from each other. Look at a line,

Egrets walking leisurely. An unfinished love, overflowing,

The ancient ferry, slender bamboo flute, is playing the eternal swan song of the world of mortals.

Borrow a piece of plain paper, take Mo Xiang as the word, and use the elegance of Song Ci.

Stretch the sadness between your eyebrows and beautify your earthly charm with flowers.

Holding a handful of water, cutting a breeze, carrying thousands of feelings, quietly in the world,

The lingering fragrance of caring for each other is as long as autumn water, which is intoxicating.

Lingering in the fingers, carrying thoughts, the night is as cool as water,

In the light rain and cold youth, waiting for the clear water and the sky, looking forward to a romantic day. ...

● Tonight, stand in the clouds.

Give long poems deep and distant feelings,

Sing the thoughts as elegant sadness in Song Ci,

Go boating in Shuimei. I don't know my thin soul,

How many lingering notes can I carry for you?

be afraid

Wait a few more seasons in bloom,

My pen and ink will gradually cool down.

I don't know about you,

It will also ring the beautiful myth that I have been sleeping for thousands of years.

Give me a heart sound once in a while, will you?

Willow trees are dancing to make the wind quiet.

Tears for you, the butterfly language is popular in the still night.

Who is your watch, who will read your melancholy.

If there is an afterlife, you must be a heartless person.

Drink Meng Po Tang and cross Naihe Bridge.

Cut off the eternal love and forget the love of a thousand years.

And bury the oath on the sansheng stone forever.

In this way,

Can you get rid of nostalgia?

Can you be so heartbroken? Can you be heartless?

If the night is light, the dream shadow is tired of leaning on flowers.

A tender miss, with a faint sadness, will be a graceful one.

Yin became a man full of paper amorous feelings; Twist the moonlight for three minutes to make a lace.

Let fate drift away and the dust settles. Dreams are all over the world, and lovesickness is all over.

Your shadow is as white as smoke, but it is always far away from me.

Use soft fingers to slim, cross the shore through willows, and carry a wisp of breeze.

Flying over the dust of a thousand years, lying drunk with you in the fragrant painting building, in the flowers of dreams. ...

● The night is very thick and the dream is too thin. Who wants to wait for whom?

A long and gorgeous chapter in life, who wants to stay for whom?

Fireworks can't be cut, but neither can they. Holding a handful of acacia rain,

Fold an invisible flower and float across the chrysanthemum table.

Crush the autumn flowers and gather your figure with expectation.

Tell the Tao, dream, break the sad throat in your heart,

Just,

I wonder if you can hear my faint sigh in the world of mortals?

Can you feel my tired heart getting older day by day?

● Gently wave your fingers,

Through the oblique clouds, cut a plain clothes for the mood, with simple and faint feelings.

Swim into the ink and wash text and write it gently into the fleeting time.

Cut a streamer for one night, embrace a deep feeling and bring a light pity.

The swaying graceful mind is drunk and dancing, the breeze is bright and the moon is bright,

Listen to the passage of time.

Looking back at the dust and watching the splendor of fireworks,

Keep a clear stream, cross the Millennium dust and warm with you.

● Cut the candle last night, and the world will be broken tonight.

When is the evening? For you, pick up all the scenery,

Singing softly for you, whispering, eyes flowing,

Pick a petal floating in the hair and throw a heart sound like water all the way.

Reading thousands of miles of cigarettes, sighing hurts,

If you can monopolize the moonlight tonight, can you banish your obsession and expectation?

In the end, a corner of the sea, no longer contaminated with acacia, insulated from concern?

● Smoke is frivolous, slender tassels dance like filar silk thoughts, and the rain is soft and indulged in the warmth of butterflies.

You know, the mediastinal landscape,

Every time the butterfly wings move, it will open a flower.

Water clouds,

How I wish I could wake up the clear water with the fragrance of flowers.

Only the beautiful scenery is left, even if it is silent, it is still happy.

● At dawn ... >>

Question 5: What is the meaning and artistic conception of "the sun enters dusk in the forest and is popular on the water"? At the beginning of sunset, the sun shines on the ground through mottled leaves, like a broken light; A breeze blew across the quiet lake, rippling blue waves and picturesque scenery. Show the quiet and beautiful picturesque mood at dusk.

Question 6: What is love? What is love in 20 sentences? It is a sincerity waiting for a thousand years, a broad contract of life and death, and an agreement with the child.

It's raining, eyelashes tremble in the rain, open your arms and embrace the rain and dew of life. Bathe in the soft light after the rain and feel the spring of life. The ripples in the water tell me that love is like a rainbow after a storm.

I can see the rainbow in the distant sky. Light the boy's flame, the sky, too far away. After the rain, water droplets boiled in the distant sky. Umbrella, has been unable to stop the chill. Love is freezing.

The twinkling cold stars in the sky winked at me. The wind blew slowly through the doors and windows, and the bright full moon formed a perfect picture in the sky. The wind gently tells me that love is quiet.

The sun in the east rises and shines on everything in the world, and the fiery red sun burns with fiery love. He said that love is unrestrained!

what is love ? Such as the sadness and helplessness of Lu You and Tang Wan's A Bitter Phoenix? Is it true love in Shakespeare's Romeo and Juliet? Are Cowherd and Weaver Girl looking at each other from a long distance?

We can go further and see the strange scenery.

Because there was a moment, I felt deep affection and love, and I could spend my whole life sending you away.

Question 7: What does love mean? what is love ? Love is a very abstract thing, a feeling, a body odor, a pure and beautiful reaction beyond physical and mental reality. It is delicate and sensitive, affecting the whole body and mind and the emotions of sadness and joy. Its power is so great that it is often beyond the control of reason or unreasonable at all. Love is an idea, like white clouds floating in the blue sky. Love is sunshine, wind and air. Love is a kind of heartache, like a vibrato that touches your heart. Love is a feeling, just like a quiet and rippling bay. Love is the light in the dark, spring in the snow, smiling face, satisfaction, new hope, love is everything, it is everywhere, love is reading a good book, you will think, if he can see it!

what is love ? Love is pleasant, sad, intoxicated, emotional, brave, trustworthy, sincere, considerate, lovesick, nostalgic, sweet, mellow, sweet, happy, sacrificial, noble, dedicated and responsible.

what is love ? Love is when you think of this person, you will wish him happiness, happiness and peace, and you will want to stay with him forever. What do you want to give him when you have to leave? Love is in a lonely night, when thoughts pour in, but I can't read the book in my hand, thinking about whether he has had dinner or not, and whether he is thinking about himself as much as himself. Love is, on weekends, cooking several good dishes with your own hands and watching her (him) eat contentedly; It is to continuously heat water for her (his) coffee cup in the cold winter; Love is seeing flowers and wanting to enjoy them with him or her. Love is crossing cliffs and water, and you will think with some regret: what a great enjoyment it would be if two people swam together to enjoy it! Love is like this.

Question 8: How to lose weight? Share my weight loss experience ~ Eating less may not make you slim down! Because the body will get used to your appetite! !

So if you want to lose weight, you must really calculate the calories of food ~

Eat starchy food during weight loss.