1, if you don't starve to death, the Confucian crown is often mistaken. Give Wei Zuocheng Twenty-two Rhymes
2, reading thousands of books, writing like a god. Give Wei Zuocheng Twenty-two Rhymes
3, to the monarch Yao Shun, and then make the customs chun. Give Wei Zuocheng Twenty-two Rhymes
4, fresh in Kaifu, Junyibao joined the army. Li Bai's Memories in Spring
On the border, people's blood flows like the sea, but Emperor Wu's heart is still beating for the war. Military vehicle shop
Who can get married and live in a neighbor's house, while we bury our children underground! Military vehicle shop
7, Zhumen wine stinks, and the road has frozen bones. "From Beijing to Fengxian, chanting 500 words"
8. Petals fall like tears, and lonely birds sing their sadness. What spring looks like.
After three months of war, a piece of news from hometown is worth a ton of gold. What spring looks like.
10, it is a good scenery in the south of the Yangtze River, and you will meet your husband when the flowers fall. Meet Li Guinian at the lower reaches of the river.
1 1, I've heard of Dongting Lake, and now I've finally climbed to this tower. The vast lake tore Wu Chu apart, as if the sun, moon and stars were floating in the water. Climbing Yueyang Tower
12, Juanjuan plays a butterfly on an idle curtain, and pieces of light seagulls pass under it. Rowing after the Cold Food Festival
Leaves fall like a waterfall, while I watch the long river roll forward. Climb the balcony
14, Stark sounded the fifth watch, challenged the drum and the horn, and the stars and Tianhe pulsated over the three mountains. Night at the pavilion
15, she walked out of the Purple Palace into the desert, and now she has become a green grave in the yellow dusk. Five poems about historical sites
16, her face! Can you imagine the spring wind? , huan pei empty to moonlit soul. Five poems about historical sites
17, Cong Ju is crying another day, and the lonely boat is the heart of hometown. Eight Poems of Qiu Xing
18, the stars leaned down from the open space, and the moon came running towards the river. Express one's feelings at night
19, be loyal to your art, you don't know your age, let wealth and reputation drift like a cloud. Dan Qing presented it to General Cao Ba.
20, two orioles singing green willows, a line of egrets on the sky. Four quatrains (the third)
2 1, it's getting late, the spring breeze is beautiful, the flowers are fragrant. Two quatrains (Part I)
22, Song Xin hate thousands of feet, evil bamboo should be cut. On the way to Chengdu Caotang, I will first send five poems to Gong Zheng (the fourth poem).
23. On a green spring day, I began to go home, singing my songs loudly and drinking my wine. The banks of the Yellow River were recovered by the imperial army.
24. The name of the second grass is destroyed, and the rivers are abandoned forever. The script is six quatrains.
25. The lingering butterfly dances from time to time, and the charming Yingying is just crying. Seven quatrains on finding flowers in one step by the river (6)
26. There are thousands of buildings in Ande, which greatly protect the poor people in the world and make them face the spring breeze. The autumn wind broke the hut.
27, drizzle fish out, breeze swallows oblique. "Two Poems with Warm Hearts on the Waterfront (Part One)"
28, sneak into the night with the wind, moisten things silently. Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night.
29. Come to Liang by yourself and have a blind date with the seagulls in the water. Jiangcun village
30. The steps are dotted with green grass in spring, and birds are chirping happily under the leaves. Shu Xiang
3 1, a poet should be careful to prosper, but the devil can trouble a wanderer. To Li Bai at the end of the sky.
Our capital is full of nosy people, but you are lonely, helpless and poor. Li Bai's two dreams
33. The clouds that float across the sky all day may be like a wanderer and never come back. Li Bai's two dreams
34, Wan Li to levy, bonfire was mound. Say goodbye to the old
35. But before he conquered, he died. Since then, heroes have been crying on their coats. Shu Xiang
36. It is as bright as an archer shooting down nine suns in the sky, and as fast as an angel in front of a dragon's wings. Mrs. Sun's female disciple danced the dagger song.
37, alas! When I suddenly see this house in front of me, I will freeze to death alone! The autumn wind broke the hut.
You were unmarried when I left, but now these boys and girls are in a row. Give Chu Shi eight guards.
These are some famous sentences.
Li Bai's poem
Li Bai's poem
Dynasty: Tang Dynasty
Bodhisattva is beautiful
The flat forest is misty, and the cold mountain area is compassionate.
When the color enters a tall building, someone upstairs is worried.
There is no one over Wang Jie, and birds are eager to fly.
Where to return, the pavilion is shorter
A gift for Wang Lun.
Li Bai was just about to leave when he heard a farewell song from the shore.
Even if the Peach Blossom Pond is deep, it is not as deep as Wang Lun's sending away my love.
Say goodbye to Meng Haoran on the way to Yangzhou
Old friends frequently waved to me, bid farewell to the Yellow Crane Tower, and traveled to Yangzhou in this beautiful spring filled with catkins and flowers.
Sailing alone in the blue sky, I can see the Yangtze River flowing in the sky.
Zaofa baidicheng
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.
The cries of apes on both sides of the strait are still unconsciously crowing in their ears, and the canoe has passed the heavy green hills.
Endless desire
Sauvignon Blanc, in Chang 'an; The Luweiqiu well stopped, and the thin frost shone like a small mirror on my cold cushion.
Unknown solitary lamp, I lifted the curtain, sighed and stared at the moon, alone, like a flower, rising from the clouds.
There is a high sky in the sky and blue waves rippling under it.
This is a long way to go. Can I dream of going through the portal and crossing the mountains? . Sauvignon Blanc, soul-destroying!
Rhododendron Xuancheng
Shu once smelled birds, and Xuancheng returned azaleas.
One is called, one is ileum, one is broken, and March is three memories.
Farewell through Jingmen
Sail from Jingmen ferry, and soon you will be with people in the south;
At the end of the mountain range and the beginning of the plain, the river winds through the wilderness.
The moon rises like a mirror, and the sea clouds shine like palaces;
The water brings you the feeling of home and makes your boat travel 300 miles.
On a spring night, I smell the flute in Los Angeles.
Recognized the sound of the flute flying in the dark, and sprinkled it into the spring breeze in Los Angeles;
In this nocturne, the willow is broken, and no one can afford to be homesick.
Visit Tianmu Mountain in a Dream
A sailing tourist will talk about Japan, which is hidden in water and fog and inaccessible.
However, when the Vietnamese talk about Tianmu Mountain, they can still see it through clouds of different depths.
On a straight line leading to heaven, its peak enters heaven, topped with five sacred peaks, and casts a shadow across China.
The Paradise Terrace Mountains are 100 miles long, and it is here that they begin to extend to the southeast.
My heart and my dream are in Wu Heyue. They cross Jinghu Lake on a moonlit night.
The moon lit up my shadow and I came to Yanhe.
Xie 'an is still there, with a loud voice and rippling blue waves.
I wore Xie's earliest spiked shoes and climbed the Qingyun ladder.
Halfway through the sunny ocean, the sacred rooster crows in space.
Countless peaks and more valleys, there is no road, flowers tempt me, and rocks relax me. The day suddenly ended.
Bears, dragons and storms on mountains and rivers disturb forests and shake mountains.
Clouds are darkened by rain, and streams are pale by fog.
Cracks lack thunderbolts, and mountains collapse.
The stone gate is broken and ventilated in the deep pit of heaven.
An impenetrable shadow, but now the sun and the moon illuminate a golden and silver terrace.
Wearing rainbow clothes and riding the wind, all the queens of the clouds came and came down one by one.
With the tiger as the harp and the phoenix as the dancer, the images of fairies are arranged in rows.
I moved, my soul flew and suddenly began to grow.
My pillow and mat are the lost clouds in which I once lived.
This is the consistent way of human happiness, and all kinds of things will always flow to the east like water.
So I'm leaving you. I don't know how long it will take. But let me, on my green slope, raise a white deer.
When I need you, ride to you, great mountain.
Oh, how can I bow and scrape to those people with high status and important positions? They never want to be seen with a sincere face!
Xuanzhouxie
I had to leave Potter and me since yesterday.
It hurts my heart even more today!
Autumn geese are escorted by Changfeng, and I treat them in this villa and drink my wine.
The bones of great writers are all your brushes. In Tianyuan, I grew up beside you, Xiao Xie.
We are all lofty distant thoughts, longing for the sky and the bright moon.
But since the water is still flowing, although we cut it with a sword, sadness will come back, even though we drown them with wine.
Since the world can't satisfy our desire, I will loosen my hair and get on a fishing boat tomorrow.
Invite for a drink
Have you ever noticed how the water of the Yellow River flows out of heaven and into the ocean, never to return?
Have you noticed that the lovely hair in the bright mirror in the high room, although it is silky black in the morning, has turned into snow at night.
Oh, let a man with spirit take risks where he wants to go, and never point his golden cup at the moon empty! !
Since God has given talents, let them be used! As for the money, although it is scattered, it will get together again.
Cook a sheep, kill a cow, sharpen your appetite, and let me, 300 bowls, take a big drink! !
Master Cen, Dan Qiusheng, bring the wine in! Let your cup never stop! !
Let me sing you a song! , let your ears participate! !
What are bells and drums, delicacies and treasures? Let me get drunk forever and never be rational! !
Ancient sober people and sages have been forgotten, and only great drinkers can be immortalized!
Chen bought a barrel of wine with 10 thousand gold coins at a banquet in the temple, and everyone laughed and said one-liners
Why do you say, my master, your money is gone? Go buy wine, and we'll drink together! .
Galla Chinensis, Hsi Chin, give them to that boy for good wine, and we can drown the sorrows of generations! !
Bodhisattva is beautiful
The flat forest is misty, and the cold mountain area is compassionate.
When the color enters a tall building, someone upstairs is worried.
The jade steps are empty [peaceful], and the birds stay in the air.
Where is the return journey, the pavilion is shorter.
One of Pingping's modal particles
Beautiful people who see the bright clouds, think of their clothes and see flowers come to see them.
If Yushan didn't see her, it would be Yaochi meeting under the moon.
The third word of qingpingdiao
Famous flowers pour out their countries and appreciate each other, and are often laughed at by kings;
Explain that it is infinitely hateful, and Shen Xiangting is north.
Ke zhongxing
Lanling wine tulips, jade bowls filled with amber light.
But I got the host drunk and didn't know where it was.
Send a friend away
Green mountains are located on the north side of the city wall, and the sparkling water surrounds the east of the city.
Here we say goodbye to each other, and you, like losing your father, are floating in the wind and traveling far away.
Floating clouds are like wanderers, like wandering, and the sunset slowly goes down the mountain, which seems to be nostalgic.
With a wave of his hand, he will be separated from now on, and his friend on horseback will carry him on a long journey, blowing a long wind, as if reluctant to leave.
Qiupu song
White hair three thousands of feet, sorrow like a beard.
I don't know where to get autumn frost in the mirror.
Qiudeng Xuancheng
The city by the river is as beautiful as the picture, and the mountains are getting late. I climbed the Xie Tiao Building to overlook the clear sky.
Ytterbium two waters, rainbow two bridges.
Orange forest pomelo is set off in the cold smoke of kitchen smoke; Autumn is boundless, and the phoenix tree has become old.
Besides me, who will think of the North Tower and welcome the autumn wind, Miss Xie?
Thoughts in the dead of night
The foot of my bed is shining so brightly. Is there frost already?
"I looked up at the moon and looked down, feeling nostalgic."
Drink with the moon
Flowers in the next pot of wine, no friends, drink alone.
Raise my cup, I invite the bright moon, which brings me its shadow and makes us three people.
The moon doesn't know how to drink, but the shadow in front of it is behind.
I have to mingle with them and enjoy the happiness of spring.
The song I sing is bright and wandering, and I dance the shadow before wandering.
Wake up and be happy together, and disperse after drunkenness.
I am willing to stay with them forever and forget the harm of friendship, just like the Milky Way.
Sitting alone in the pavilion
The birds flew without a trace, leaving the lonely clouds free and unfettered.
You look at me, I look at you, and there are only my eyes and Jingting Mountain's eyes.
Farewell Minister Shu Yun of Xuanzhou Xie Tiao Villa.
Since yesterday, I have to leave Bolt and me behind.
It hurts my heart even more today.
Autumn geese are escorted by Changfeng, and I treat them in this villa and drink my wine.
The bones of great writers are all your brushes. In the school in heaven, I grew up beside you.
We are all lofty distant thoughts, longing for the sky and the bright moon.
But since the water is still flowing, although we cut it with a sword, sadness will come back, even though we drown them with wine.
Since the world can't satisfy our desire, I will loosen my hair and get on a fishing boat tomorrow.
Chunsi
The grass is as green as Beth, and the mulberry leaves in Qin area are green.
When you miss your hometown, you were missed and sad a long time ago.
Spring breeze, since I dare not know you, why should I separate the silk curtain beside my bed? ?
Du Mu's Poems
Du Mu's poems
Dynasty: Tang Dynasty
Jiangnanchun
Jiangnan, the sound of green and red flowers, the waterside village in the foothills.
More than 480 ancient temples were left in the Southern Dynasties, and countless pagodas were shrouded in wind and rain.
red wall
If I don't sell the broken halberd, I'll wash it and recognize the former dynasty.
If the east wind is not convenient for Zhou Yu, I'm afraid the outcome will be Cao Cao's victory and Er Qiao's detention in Tongquetai.
A berth on the Qinhuai River
Smoke cage cold water moon cage sand, night parking near Qinhuai restaurant.
Businessmen don't know how to hate their country, but they still sing "backyard flowers" across the river.
Letter to Han Chuo, Yangzhou Magistrate
Castle peak is vaguely green water thousands of miles away, and the vegetation in the south of the Yangtze River has not withered in autumn.
The bright moonlight on the 24 th Bridge is a clear night. Where do you teach blowjobs?
relieve one's feelings
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.
Chusek
In the autumn night, candlelight reflected the screen, and Fan slapped the fireflies with his hand.
Day and night are as cool as water. Sit and watch the morning glory and Vega.
winter
How much is the reward? Feng's reputation has become a hoary head.
If you don't work hard to find the mountain, there will be no clouds in the cold sky.
One of two farewell songs.
Thirteen years have passed, cardamom in early February.
In Yangzhou, the spring breeze blows all over Sanli Long Street. With beaded curtains, no one can match her beauty.
The second of two farewell songs.
Getting together seems to be painting, but it is ruthless; I just feel that the wine has to smile and keep silent.
The candle on the table lit the heart, and it also saw the parting; You see, it shed tears for us and flowed to the morning.
Qingming Festival
A drizzling rain falls like tears on the Mourning Day; The mourner's heart is going to break on his way.
Excuse me, where is the restaurant? The shepherd boy pointed to Xinghua Village.
Gardens in the Golden Valley
The bustling past is gone with the fragrance of dust; The water is ruthless, and weeds are green every year until spring.
The birds groaned, and night came with the sound of the east wind; Falling flowers are as beautiful as green beads falling from upstairs.
Tu Jinling
The rain is falling, the grass is falling, and the birds of the Six Dynasties are singing.
Ruthlessness is a willow in Taicheng, but it is still a smoke cage.
leak
Warm hibiscus in Yuanyang account, weeping Chung Shan Man;
Mirror and half hairpin, where is this life tomorrow?
Bianhe Yangdong
When the long river was frozen, Ke Yu shook his ears.
Floating like water at the bottom of the ice, it flows eastward day and night.
Hangshan
Cold mountain in the distance, the stone path is oblique, and there are people in the depths of white clouds;
Stop and sit in the maple forest late, and the frost leaves are red in February flowers.
Uneasy spring
Naturally, it is late to find spring, so there is no need to be disappointed and resentful;
The east wind is crimson and the branches and leaves are shaded.
Jiang shangbie Li xiucai
Qian Shan mangroves are full of mountains and clouds, and wine is seen again and again;
A song leaves two lines of tears, I don't know where to meet again.
Bodhisattva is beautiful
Now I think of Jiangnan music, when I was young;
I rode my horse in Damascus and leaned against the bridge. The women on the ground were conquered by my heroism.
Cuiping golden bend, intoxicating flowers from the night;
Now if I can be like that again, I won't want to come back until I'm old.
Shiguanzi
Last April 17, when I left you,
Hold back your tears, pretend to keep your face down and frown shyly.
I don't know if the soul is broken, but there is a dream in the air;
Nobody knows except the horizon and the moon!
Heyelin
I remember that year, late at night, I met Xie Niang for the first time.
Water often pulls the curtain to the west, leading to darkness.
I am sad that Xiaoying is dying in the moon, so I will say goodbye and be soundproof from now on;
Now that everyone is a stranger, there is no reason to want to see it.
Complete works of Li He's poems
Quotations from Li Ping.
Wu Si, Shu and Zhang Tong are in high autumn, and the empty mountains are not flowing.
Jiang Yue wept for Motome's sadness, while Ping Li was playing China.
Kunshan jade broken Fengming, hibiscus crying, Xianglan laughing.
The cold light melts in front of the twelve gates, and the twenty-three silk moves the purple emperor.
Nu Wa makes up the sky by refining stones, and the stones break the ground to stir up the autumn rain.
Dream into the holy mountain to teach the gods, and the old fish dance with the waves.
Wu Mian leans against the laurel tree, showing his feet and flying obliquely to wet cold rabbits.
Jiang 'e: A work of Xiang 'e.
Cansi Song
The old warbler with drooping poplar leaves feeds the children, and the residual silk wants to break the wasp.
The green temple is full of young Mrs. Kim, and the pale pink jar is full of amber.
At the end of spring, the flower stands want to resign, and the flowers begin to dance back.
Yushu pod has countless reminders that Shen Langqing's wallet is on the way to the city.
Young: A teenager.
It also comes from the collection and arrangement of songs.
When Yu Jianwu was in Liang, he tasted palace ballads in response to the prince. And the decline of the country,
Shoulder, I will dive into the difficulties first, and then I will return to China. Servant will have a legacy, but now there is no income, so pretend.
I also record songs to make up for my sadness.
The wild pink pepper wall is yellow, and the wet fireflies are full of Liang Dian.
Taicheng wants to teach Qiu Meng of bronze chariots.
Wu Shuang pointed to his temple, and his body was already late, Thompson.
Farewell to goldfish, keep the minister (transfer to the chariot) cheap.
Firefly: A job.
Send Quan Kun and Yang Jingzhi out of town.
The grass is warm and the clouds are pale in Wan Li, and the palace flowers are given away.
I said Han Jian should fly away. Why are you still sick in the car?
bank of stone
Three years later, my brother returned to China for more than a day.
(Youlu) (Youba Qulian) Today's wine is a book.
Sick bones can still exist, but there is nothing in the world?
Why ask cattle and horses, vote for Ren Xiaolu!
One day: ten days at a time. Jude: Be independent.
A kind of bamboo
Into the hydrological light movement, insert the green shadow spring.
Dew, Watson, bamboo shoots, moss, frost roots.
Weaving can carry fragrance and sweat, and shearing can catch brocade scales.
Three beams have been put into use, one for Wang Sun.
Health: a bow.
Xu Shen's Fuyu Gully Water.
The garden is white and the imperial secretary is yellow.
The keel of the dike is cool and the duck's head is fragrant.
Don't be scared to death. Stop drinking and have a drink.
Fortunately, because of the wandering place, I have to meet He Lang for the time being.
As a gift to commemorate the long valley mountain residence
Sweep away the horseshoe marks and I will return to the closed door.
The rice in Pike River is ripe, and the dates in the small trees are spring.
Hang it on the wall as a curtain and a horn towel.
Dogs go to Los Angeles, cranes regret traveling to Qin.
Earth-sealed tea leaves and mountain cups lock bamboo roots.
I wonder who filled the clouds last month.
Chinese Valentine's Day; Qixi Festival
The Milky Way is at midnight.
The crow left to thread the thread, and the firefly flew into the coat building.
Cattle and women are reunited, and couples all over the world see jade hooks.
Without Qiantang River, lonely and lonely autumn.
More: Repeated work.
Guo Huaqing Palace
In this spring, at the foot of the mountain, only crows are sad, and the curtains hang long, covering the lonely Hua Gong.
Clouds filled the air, the red pane looked dim, the step stones were broken, and the money-shaped purple moss was skewed.
At that time, there was still wine in the jade bowl, and the silver lamp was bright, and it was adjacent to the outside.
When King Shu left, there was a bud on the edge of spring.
Send Shen Yazhi's songs in the same order.
Scholar Shen Yazhi returned to Wujiang in Yuanhe seven years. I feel sorry for that.
Well, I don't have the money and wine to work, and I think Shen was invited, so I can give you a song.
Xing Wu talents complain about the spring breeze, and peach blossoms are full of enthusiasm.
Purple silk bamboo is small and lives in Qiantang Dongdong.
The rattan is woven into a book, and the short cut is like a Vatican clip.
Xiong Guangbao Mine presented to Chun Qing, and the bottom of the cigarette waved a leaf.
Chun Qing picks up materials during the day and throws gold to solve the dragon and horse.
Take Jiang Zhong for example. Who is the one who pities you?
It is said that a strong man has broken bones, and the ancients are invincible in three steps.
Please wait for Dan to whip, and I will return to Qiufa later.
Gui Jiang: Go home as soon as I get off work. Zhuangfu: A husband.
Two poems about breasts
In Vasa, Sima Xiangru, the green grass swells into the stone well.
Looking at Zhuo Wenjun while playing the pipa, I saw the spring breeze blowing her hair.
Alas, compared with Emperor Wu of Han Dynasty, Liang Xiaowang is like a broken stem.
Only one volume of documents remained after his death, but Emperor Wu climbed to the top of Mount Tai at the closing ceremony.
Secondly,
When writing a book at night, I was shocked to find that the gray hair on my head suddenly appeared a trace of frost.
Looking at the aging face in the mirror, I can't help laughing: a young man with a long face and white hair like me will have a long life in Nanshan!
Without a towel on his head, he wore a yellow dress, like a countryman.
If you don't see Qingxi fish, drink it properly.
Writing a book: a book. Suitability: it is more suitable to do it yourself.