1. Verses about exclusivity

Verses about exclusivity 1. Composition materials about exclusivity

If life is a garden, then we must Love its beautiful flowers, so colorful.

If life is a poem, then we must savor its most charming chapters, which have long meanings.

If life is a big tree, then we must count the annual rings of the years and be full of passion.

I stood on the bank of the Yellow River, looking at the roaring water, and feeling the power of life. Standing by the water and looking into the distance, I saw the Russian scenery. The ancient birch forest, the singing nightingale, the rising moon...the old Leo Tolstoy still looked forward to the future with his innocent eyes open, and his pupils reflected the love without regrets. Perseverance in life.

Haizi said: "I suffered three times in the night: wandering, love, and survival. I have three kinds of happiness: poetry, throne, and sun." Haizi always warned people to love life and enjoy life, but He actually ended his life in a cruel way like lying on a train. Maybe we didn't understand the way he loved life.

Tao Yuanming recited "Come Back and Lai Ci" and sang all the way. What a clear historical picture it was. So what about five buckets of rice? How can a man with such a strong character allow his soul to dwell on the glitz of the world? Don't give up for five buckets of rice, just protect the pure land of life. That is the love of life and the maintenance of life.

King Chu Ba stood by the Wujiang River, looking back on the past with regret and dignity. Choosing to commit suicide was his last interpretation of life, and it was also out of love and in order to preserve the slightest respect for life.

Life is a rose that is about to bloom, we need to touch it with care;

Life is a poem handed down from generation to generation, we need to taste it with appreciation and enthusiasm It;

Life is a persevering tree that requires us to look up to it with respect.

So, please love life! Give it the most valuable name!

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2. Verses about sharing in ancient poems

1. Poetry title: Shangyuan Ying Producer: Cai Xiang Dynasty: Song Dynasty

There are thousands of peaks and torches in the sky, and the green flowers are approaching at the end of the gate.

Traveling is not just a three-yuan night, the joy is shared by all the people.

The clear light in the sky remains this evening, and the harmonious atmosphere in the world is the spring shadow.

You must know all the blessings from Qinghua, and have been deeply loved for more than forty years.

2. Poem title: The Orioles rejoice Author: Yan Shu Dynasty: Song Dynasty

The wind turns the hui, and the dew urges the lotus. The oriole's language is still savage. Yao wanted to reunite with the moon. Really conquer the Netherlands. Oil curtain. Tune up the music. The whole family enjoys it together. The hearts of thousands of officials are incense in the jade furnace. May the saints live long lives.

3. Poem title: Happy Rain on a Spring Night Author: Du Fu Dynasty: Tang

Good rain knows the season, and spring will happen.

Sneak into the night with the wind, moisturizing things silently.

The wild paths are all dark with clouds, but the river boats are only bright with fire.

Look at the red and wet places at dawn, and the flowers are heavy on the official city.

Sharing is the fruit of dedication. Sharing is the prerequisite for happiness. Sharing is a state of fraternity. If you learn to share, you will learn to live. Sharing is a kind of depth of thought. While thinking deeply, you share the pain of your friend. Sharing is a belief in life. When you understand sharing, you also understand the meaning of existence. Sharing happiness and bearing pain. When you share something with others, you have a heavy responsibility on your shoulders. Make him happier, let all the pain slip away, and let the sunshine fill your heart.

3. What are the poems about lotus?

"Jiangnan" Han Yuefu Lotus can be picked in the south of the Yangtze River, and there are fields with lotus leaves.

Among the fish and lotus leaves, the fish and lotus leaves are to the east, the fish and lotus leaves are to the west, the fish and lotus leaves are to the south, and the fish and lotus leaves are to the north. "Little Pond" by Yang Wanli of the Song Dynasty The spring is silent and cherishes the trickle, and the shade of the tree shines on the water and loves the clear and soft water.

The little lotus has just revealed its sharp corners, and a dragonfly has already stood on it. "Dawn comes out and Jingci sends Lin Zifang off" Yang Wanli After all, in the middle of June, the scenery of West Lake is different from that of the four seasons.

The lotus leaves touching the sky are infinitely green, and the lotus flowers reflecting the sun are uniquely red. "The Theory of Love and Lotus" by Zhou Dunyi of the Song Dynasty. Flowers of water, land and vegetation are very lovely.

Tao Yuanming of the Jin Dynasty only loved chrysanthemums. Since the Li and Tang Dynasties, people have loved peonies very much. I only love the lotus that emerges from the mud but is not stained; it is clear in the ripples without being demonic; it is straight in the middle and straight in the outside; it does not creep or branch; its fragrance becomes clearer from a distance; its pavilion is clean and planted; it can be viewed from a distance but not played with.

I say chrysanthemum, the flower that represents seclusion; peony, the flower that represents wealth; lotus, the flower that represents the gentleman. Ouch! The love of chrysanthemums is rarely heard of after Tao. Who can share the love of lotus? The love of peony is suitable for everyone. "Lotus" by Wen Tingyun The green pond is swaying to meet the stars, and the orchids are rolling into the white apples.

It should be the stockings on the waves of Luo Shen, and the lotus stamens are still fragrant. "Lotus Picking Song" Wang Changling's lotus leaf skirt is cut in one color, with hibiscus blooming on both sides of the face.

He entered the pool without being able to see him, but when he heard the song, he felt that someone was coming. "Su Mu Zhe" Northern Song Dynasty. Zhou Bangyan burns agarwood to relieve the heat.

Birds call their eyes, peeking into the eaves at dawn.

On the leaves, the sun rises and the rain falls, the water surface is clear and round, and the wind lifts them one by one.

My hometown is far away, when will I go? He lives in Wumen and has been traveling in Chang'an for a long time. Do you remember each other in May? In a small boat, I dreamed of entering Furongpu.

"Untitled. Part Two" Li Shangyin A rustling east wind and drizzle came, and there was light thunder outside Furong Pond. The golden toad gnaws at the lock to burn incense, and the jade tiger pulls the thread back to the well.

The Jia family peeked behind the curtain of Young Master Han, while Concubine Mi stayed on the pillow of Wei Wangcai. In the heart of spring, don't let flowers bloom, every inch of lovesickness and every inch of gray.

"Memory of Past Summer Nights in the Mountain Garden" by Zhuang Changyu The sun shines slantingly on the jade platform, and the shadows of the moonlight and trees linger. The faint fragrance stirred slightly and the wind started to stir, and several lotus flowers bloomed.

"Picking Mulberries" by Ouyang Xiu The West Lake is beautiful when the lotus blooms. When wine comes, there are no flags, but red banners and green covers in front and behind. The painting boat was pushed into the depths of the flowers, the fragrance was golden, the mist and rain were gentle, and I returned drunk with music and songs.

"Ancient Style (Twenty-Six)" by Li Bai of the Tang Dynasty. The green lotus grows in the quiet spring, and the morning sun is bright and fresh. Autumn flowers emerge from the green water, and dense leaves gather green smoke.

The beauty and beauty are peerless, who can pass on the fragrance? Sit and watch the flying frost, withering this red and fragrant year. The roots have not been harvested, but I would like to stay by the Hua Pond.

"Lotus" by Li Shangyin They all have no color to compare with, but how can they be fragrant? Yao banquets are set up to enjoy the coolness, and golden restraints are left late.

The lamp in the quilt illuminates the beauty, and the socks in the crossing are soaked in water. I anticipate farewell in the autumn before, and sing songs in my dreams after separation.

"The Return of Ruan Lang·Early Summer" by Su Dongpo The green locust trees and tall willows swallow new cicadas, and the scented wind first blows into the strings. The heavy smoke washes away under the green screen window, and the sound of chess frightens people who sleep in the daytime.

After the light rain, the lotuses turned over and the pomegranate flowers bloomed. The jade basin is clear from the spring with delicate hands, and the pearls are broken but round.

Nian Nujiao·Jiang Kui is a famous couple. I remember that when I came here, I tried to be a couple with Yuanyang. Thirty-six people have not arrived yet, and there are countless people wearing wind clothes.

The green leaves are blowing cool, the jade face is selling wine, and the rain of wild rice is sprinkled. It shakes sweetly, and the cold fragrance flies up to the poem.

At dusk, there are pavilions with green roofs. My lover is gone. Are you struggling to bear the pain? I'm just afraid that my dancing clothes are cold and easy to fall off, and I'm worried about the west wind in Nanpu. The tall willows are hanging in the shade, and the old fish is blowing the waves, leaving me to live among the flowers.

How many fields are there, and how many times we have to return home across the sand. Zhaojun's Resent·Yong on the Lotus and the Rain·Yang Wanli I dreamed of a small boat at the bottom of the flowers, and the smoke and water of the West Lake were filled with fragrance.

The sound of heavy rain hitting the awning is the beginning of a dream. But Chi He dances in the rain, and the pearls are reunited after being scattered.

They gather into mercury nests and release clear waves. Yan Gui Liang·Feng Lian·Jiang Jie I dreamed of the late spring day in the Tang Palace, when the dance was coming and the train was being dragged.

The Cuiyun team is wearing Jiangxia clothes, with their hands hanging down. Suddenly, there was a sudden rush of drums and the general rose up, like a colorful phoenix, flying around in confusion.

In the dream, I don’t see Concubine Wan Qiong, but I see lotus flowers blown by the wind. [Poem of Picking Lotuses] · Emperor Yuan of Liang The boating heart is full of promise, the hawk's head slowly returns, and the feather cup is also passed down.

When the boat is about to move, the algae hangs, and when the boat is about to move, it floats. Your waist is slender, and your steps are delayed.

The beginning of summer is the end of spring, and the leaves are tender and the flowers are beginning to bloom. Afraid of staining the clothes and smiling slightly, afraid of capsizing the boat and gathering the train, so the water splashed the orchid beams and the reeds invaded the strings.

The chrysanthemum swamp has not turned back, the Wutai is very visible, the water plants are wet on the shirt, and the water chestnuts are long and wrapped around the hairpin. Floating cypress boats and carrying them, singing and picking lotus flowers in Jiangzhu.

The song goes: "The little Jasper girl has come to marry the King of Runan. Her face is full of lotus flowers, and her clothes are fragrant with lotus leaves.

Because I recommend you as a gentleman, I am willing to wear lotus clothes." Xizhou Song (Southern Dynasties Yuefu Folk Song) Recalling the plum blossoms, I went to Xizhou, folded them and sent them to the north of the Yangtze River.

The single shirt is apricot red, and the temples are the color of crow. Where is Xizhou? Two oars bridge crossing.

At dusk, shrike flies, and the wind blows on the black tallow tree. Under the tree is in front of the door, with green thorns exposed in the door.

The doorman didn't arrive, so he went out to pick red lotus flowers. Collecting lotus flowers in Nantang in autumn, the lotus flowers exceed people's heads.

Lower your head to pick up the lotus seeds. The lotus seeds are as green as water. Put it in the lotus sleeve, the lotus heart is completely red.

Reminiscing about Lang Lang, I look up at Feihong. Hong Fei is all over Xizhou, watching Lang go to the brothel.

The building is so high that you can’t see the railings. The railings have twelve curves, and the hanging hands are as clear as jade.

The rolling curtain sky is high, and the sea water shakes the sky green. The dream of sea water is long, you are worried and I am also worried.

The south wind knows my wishes and blows my dreams to Xizhou. Lotus Picking Song by Wang Bo of the Tang Dynasty Returning from picking lotuses, I am clothed in green water and hibiscus, the autumn wind stirs the waves and geese fly.

The osmanthus and orchids are under the Changpu, and the jade wrists in the skirts are gently shaking the oars. The leaf island flower pool is extremely flat, and the river is full of lovesickness.

The lovesickness is painful, the good times cannot stay, the expedition outside the Great Wall has not yet returned, and it is already dusk picking lotus in the south of the Yangtze River. It's dusk now, I'm picking lotus flowers, and I'm going to encourage my family.

Picking mulberry leaves in the south of the official road is like picking lotus flowers on the river. The lotus is a lotus, and the flowers and leaves are so thickly stacked; the leaves are green and the eyebrows are shy, and the flowers are as red as the cheeks.

The beauty is no longer here, and I look forward to separation. Pull the flowers to pity the stems, break the lotus roots and love the silk threads.

The old feelings are nowhere to be found, and the new things are only worth mentioning. I don't hesitate to pay tribute to Xi Jin, but I am ashamed of Bei Haiyan's late writing.

There are rhythms in the lotus-picking songs, and the lotus-picking night does not stop. It is the time when the wind is rising over the mighty river, and the moon is rising over the wandering river.

Wandering around Lianpu and meeting each other at night, Wu Ji Yue’s daughter is so beautiful! ***Ask Hanjiang thousands of miles away, how heavy is the Zhengkeguan Mountain Road? Hibiscus Li Yu, Qing Dynasty Hibiscus seems to be slightly different from other herbaceous flowers; however, it has roots but no tree, and it lasts for one year, but its nature is the same. "Pu" says: "Those grown in water are called grass hibiscus, and those grown on land are called Eclipta."

"It is said that it is not a herbaceous plant." Those who take this as their destiny in the summer are not just imitating Uncle Mao, but following the example of their predecessors. The reason for the pleasantness of the lotus is that there are many reasons for it.

Please describe it. The flowers are in season, and they only bloom for a few days. The past and the following are all autumns that pass by and are ignored. This is not the case with hibiscus.

Since the day when the lotus leaves the water, it has been dotted with green waves, and its strong leaves have grown, and the sun is getting higher and brighter, and it is swaying when there is wind, and when there is no wind, it will be swaying. With its graceful and graceful appearance, I enjoy infinite ease before the flowers bloom. When the flowers bloom, they are delicate and delicate, and then one after another, from summer to autumn, at this time, flowers are the work of the people, and people are the ones who deserve their dues.

After the flower is withered, the owner can also be accused of not guilty.

4. Poems about expressing love

1. Red beans (Wang Wei)

Red beans grow in the south, and they sprout a few branches in spring.

I hope you will pick more of them, this is the most loved thing.

2. Untitled (Li Shangyin)

It is difficult to say goodbye when we meet, the east wind is powerless and the flowers are withered.

The spring silkworms will not run out until they die, and the wax torch will not dry until it turns to ashes.

When I look into the mirror at dawn, I am worried about the clouds on my temples. When I sing at night, I should feel the cold moonlight.

There is not much way to get to Pengshan, and the blue bird is diligent in visiting.

3. Jiang Chengzi (Su Shi)

Ten years of life and death are uncertain.

If you don’t think about it, you will never forget it.

A lonely grave thousands of miles away, no place to talk about desolation. [1]

Even if we meet each other, we should not recognize each other.

My face is covered with dust and my temples are like frost.

When night comes, I suddenly return home with a deep dream.

In the small window, I am dressing up.

We looked at each other without words, only a thousand lines of tears.

It is expected that the heart will be broken every year.

On a bright moonlit night, there will be short pine hills.

4. Hairpin (Lu You)

Red crisp hands, yellow vine wine,

The city is full of spring scenery and willows on the palace walls.

The east wind is bad and the joy is thin.

With a heavy heart, I will be away from home for a few years.

Wrong, wrong, wrong!

Spring is as old as ever, people are thin and empty,

The tears are stained by the scarlet silk.

Peach blossoms fall, leisurely pool pavilion.

Although the mountain alliance is there, it is difficult to trust the brocade book.

Mo, mo, mo!

5. Hairpin (Tang Wan)

The world is thin and human nature is evil,

Flowers tend to fall when the rain comes at dusk.

The dawn wind dries, leaving traces of tears.

When I want to write down my thoughts, I talk alone in Xilan.

Difficult! Disaster! Disaster!

People become different, today is not yesterday,

The sick soul is always like a rope on a swing.

The sound of the horn is cold and the night is dark.

Afraid of being asked, swallowing tears and making up for joy.

Hide it! conceal! conceal!

6. Nineteen Ancient Poems

The far-off Altair star, the bright and clear river Han woman.

Slender and simple hands, playing tricks on the machine.

I can’t make up my mind all day long, crying like rain.

The river is clear and shallow, how far has it gone?

The water is full of water, and the pulse is speechless.

5. Poems and sayings about home

Famous sayings about home

○Home, the paradise of the world (Germany)

○Birds love their nests and people love their homes (UK)

○Other people’s nests of gold and silver are not as good as their own straw nests

○No harmful bird will dirty its own nest Nest (UK)

○For Adam, heaven is his home; however, for Adam’s descendants, home is their heaven (Votaire)

○My The house is like a castle to me, and the law cannot drive me out---(W. Stoneford)

★ "Home" in Tang Poems

○ Yichaci Here, the world is home. (Li Shimin's "Two Poems on Passing the Old House")

○The pillars of my family are declining, and I am worried about coming to learn Qiu Prayer (Li Ang's "Ti Cheng Xiu Ji Bamboo Barrier")

○Beside the Wangjia Avenue in the imperial residence, the divine horse, dragon and turtle emerge from the holy spring (Cai Fu's "Song of the Suburban Temple·Enjoy the Dragon Pond Movement·Chapter 2")

○ Return to the boat without waiting for the moon, and return to the Yuewang family. (Li Bai's "Xianghe Song Ci·Four Songs at Midnight·Summer Songs")

○The war leaders gathered their bows and arrows, and headed west to face their hometown far away. (Wang Jian's "Zaqu Song Ci·Liaodong Journey") 》)

○The fisherman is fishing in the Peixi Bay, and his boat is from the west to the east. (Zhang Zhihe's "Miscellaneous Ballads and Songs of the Fisherman")

○My family Wu Hui Qingshan. Far away, the foreign country is closed and the white clouds are deep. (Chen Ziliang's "Returning to the North of the Great Wall")

○Huang Shang Yuanji, the country is in peace (Lu Zhaolin's "Zhonghe Le Nine Chapters·Song of the Crown Prince Sixth")

○The Tian family has no neighbors and sits alone in a garden in spring (Lu Zhaolin's "Two Poems on the Spring Festival Evening Villa")

○The mountains and rivers are only about things, how can the palace be a home? (Zhang Jiuling) "Fenghe Shengzhi first came out of Luocheng")

○ Furong Qin Di Marsh, Luju Han Homeland (Song Zhiwen "Spring Banquet in Furong Garden")

○ Lintang. Under the flowery moon, it looks like a family in spring. (Wang Bo's "Sitting at Night on Shan Fei")

○There are many fishermen in Pukou, and they invite me to go boating.

(Chu Guangxi's "Cai Ling Ci")

○Whose family is by the Qiantang River? The daughter on the river is the best in flowers. (Wang Changling's "The Girl with Shape")

○A solitary sword thousands of miles away, sent to one family across thousands of peaks. (Liu Changqing's "Gift to Yuan Rongzhou")

○The east house and the west house are sent out at the same time, and it takes less than a month to go north and south. (Li Bai's "Jiangxia Journey")

○1 I went to Changsha to move to Changsha, but when I looked west to Chang'an, I didn't see my home. (Li Bai's "Listening to the Flute Playing on the Yellow Crane Tower with Shi Lang Zhongqin")

○The Tian family has been plowing, and morning smoke rises from the well house. (Wei Yingwu's "Yan Qi in the Garden, Sends to Zhaoying Han Mingfu and Master Lu")

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★ "Home" in Tang Poetry

○Once you leave this place, the world becomes your home. (Li Shimin's "Two Poems on Passing the Old House")

○The pillars of my family are declining, and I am worried about coming to learn Qiu Prayer. (Li Ang's "Ti Cheng Cultivation of One's Bamboo Barrier")

○Beside the Wangjia Avenue in the imperial residence, there is a holy spring with a sacred horse, dragon and turtle. (Cai Fu's "Songs of Suburban Temple·Enjoy the Dragon Pond Movement·Chapter 2")

○ Return to the boat without waiting for the moon, and return to the Yue Wang family. (Li Bai's "Essays on Prime Minister's Harmony·Four Songs at Four O'clock in the Midnight·Summer Songs")

○The warriors gathered their bows and arrows and returned due west to face their hometown far away. (Wang Jian's "Miscellaneous Songs and Songs: A Journey to Liaodong")

○A fisherman is fishing in the Feixi Bay, and his boat is from the west to the east. (Zhang Zhihe's "Miscellaneous Ballads and Songs of the Fisherman")

○My Wuhui family is far away from the green mountains, and the foreign country is surrounded by white clouds. (Chen Ziliang's "Thinking of Returning on a Spring Day in the North of the Great Wall")

○Huang Shang Yuanji, the country's family is in peace. (Lu Zhaolin's "Nine Chapters of Zhonghe Music·The Sixth Song of the Crown Prince")

○The Tian family has no neighbors and sits alone in a garden in the spring. (Lu Zhaolin's "Two Poems on the Spring Festival Evening Villa")

○Mountains and rivers only ask about objects, and palaces and temples are not homes. (Zhang Jiuling's "The Holy System of Fenghe First Came out of Luocheng")

○ Furong Qin Di Marsh, Lu Ju Han's homeland. (Song Zhiwen, "A Banquet in the Lotus Garden on a Spring Day")

○The flowers in the pond under the moonlight look different than a family in spring. (Wang Bo's "Sitting at Night on Shanfei")

○There are many fishermen in Pukou, and they invited me to take a boat. (Chu Guangxi's "Cai Ling Ci")

○Whose family is by the Qiantang River? The daughter on the river is the best in flowers. (Wang Changling's "The Girl with Shape")

○A solitary sword thousands of miles away, sent to one family across thousands of peaks. (Liu Changqing's "Gift to Yuan Rongzhou")

○The east house and the west house are sent out at the same time, and it takes less than a month to go north and south. (Li Bai's "Jiangxia Journey")

○1 I went to Changsha to move to Changsha, but when I looked west to Chang'an, I didn't see my home. (Li Bai's "Listening to the Flute Playing on the Yellow Crane Tower with Shi Lang Zhongqin")

○The Tian family has been plowing, and morning smoke rises from the well house. (Wei Yingwu's "Yan Qi in the Garden, Sends to Zhaoying Han Mingfu and Master Lu")

6. Ancient poems about encounter

The poems about "encounter" include: 1. There are creeping grasses in the wild, and the dew is scattered.

There is a beautiful person, clear and graceful. We meet each other by chance, just as I wish.

There are creeping grasses in the wild, and there is no dew. There is a beautiful person, as graceful as clear air.

Encounter by chance, and spend time with Zi Zang. ——Anonymous "There are creepers in the wild" 2. Be prepared to bundle the cud, and the three stars are in the corner.

Today and what night, will we see this encounter? Zixi, Zixi, what's the point of meeting like this? ——Anonymous "Preparation" 3. When you meet someone, I hope that your flesh and blood will come to welcome you. ——Cai Yan's "Poem of Sorrow and Indignation" 4. I went out to the east gate for a trip and met Cheng Qingchen.

——Fan Qin's "Poetry of Determining Love" 5. When walking on the Chengzi River, going in and out of corpses, boats and sentries follow each other, and they die by chance a few times; when you reach Hailing, it is like high sand, and you are often afraid of innocent death - —Wen Tianxiang's "Preface to the Guide" 6. Encountering you by chance, chasing each other across the top of the green mountain. ——Wang Yining's "Shui Diao Ge Tou·Cheng Hanyang Envoy" 7. Encountering Qinan, I am alone in the cold weather, with old friends in my arms.

——Wang Yun's "Shuilongyin·Send off Jiao Hezhi to the Western Xia Province" 8. If you meet Chengjihui, you can become the emperor's back room. ——Zhang Heng's "Song of the Same Voice" 9. Cang panic has already traveled a long distance, and the encounter is unreasonably late.

——Du Fu's "Send off Zheng Shiqian to be demoted to Taizhou Sihu, hurt him in his old age, and fell into the trap of thieves, so the farewell is seen in the poem" 10. Destined to be born in a safe period, I met the calyx green flower. ——Li Qingzhao's "Xiao Meng" 11. One after another, they have failed to follow the rules and flattery, and they have nothing to say when they meet Qinan.

——Wang Yun's "Sending Ji Zhongshi Back to the North as a Hermit" 12. He was relegated the year before last and met by chance while exploring. ——Han Yu's "Nanshan Poems" 13. When two people meet on a blind date, their fate is endless.

——Bao Zhao's "Farewell to Fu Du Cao" 14. The colorful clouds are slowly rising over Wushan Xiu, and we are still prepared for encounters. ——Li Bangji's "Yue Diao Quail Fighting Farewell" 15. Heroes are like this sometimes. Isn't it a bad idea to meet by chance?

——Du Fu's "Journey to the Evening (Written from Qi and Zhaoxi back to Xianyang)".

7. Excellent poems

Excellent poems

The whole world is turbid and I am alone pure; everyone is drunk and I am alone sober. -- Qu Yuan

But the flying generals of Dragon City are here, and he does not teach Hu Ma to cross the Yin Mountain. -- Wang Changling

Relatives and friends in Luoyang ask each other like a piece of ice in a jade pot. -- Wang Changling

Huangsha wears golden armor in a hundred battles, and Loulan will never be returned until it is broken.

-- Wang Changling

My clothes are wet with the apricot blossom rain, and the willow wind is not cold on my face. --Song? Zhinan

Asked where the canal could be so clear, so that there was a source of living water. -- Zhu Xi

If love lasts for a long time, how can it last day and night? -- Qin Guan

The lotus leaves touching the sky are infinitely green, and the lotus flowers reflecting the sun are uniquely red. -- Yang Wanli

If you plant flowers deliberately, they will not bloom, but if you plant willows unintentionally, they will become shade. -- Guan Hanqing

It is easy to recognize the east wind, and it is always spring when it is colorful. -- Zhu Xi

Don't worry, no one knows you in the future. No one in the world knows you. -- Gao Shi

Outside the green poplar smoke, the dawn is light and cold, and the red apricot branches are full of spring. --Song? Song Qi

Lying stiffly in a lonely village, he does not feel sorry for himself, but still thinks about the country's Luntai. -- Lu You

Kyushu relies on wind and thunder to get angry, and it is sad that thousands of horses are silent. -- Gong Zizhen

Thirty years of fame and dust are like dust and dirt, and eight thousand miles of road are like clouds and moon. -- Yue Fei

Zhuangzhi eats Hun meat when he is hungry, and laughs about drinking Hun blood when he is thirsty. -- Yue Fei

The flowers fell helplessly, and the swallows returned, as if they had known each other before. -- Yan Shu

Thousands of households are always replacing old talismans with new peaches. -- Wang Anshi

Suddenly a spring breeze came overnight, and thousands of pear trees bloomed. -- Cen Shen

I hate having to press gold thread every year to make wedding clothes for others. -- Tang? Qin Taoyu

-The plan for the year begins with spring. -The plan for the day begins with the morning. -- "Nanyang Xiao Yi"

Good medicine is bitter in the mouth and good for the disease, and loyal words are hard on the ears and good for action. -- "Confucius' Family Sayings"

Generals rely on planning but not courage, and soldiers rely on skill but not numbers. -- bright? "Ancient and Modern Novels" by Feng Menglong

The night is as cold as water on the Tianjie, lying down watching Altair and Vega. -- Tang? Du Mu's "Qixi Festival"

Don't forget the acquaintance of the poor and the lowly, and the wife of the chaff will not go to the court. --Song? Sima Guang's "Zi Zhi Tong Jian"

Don't be afraid of being shattered into pieces, you must keep your innocence in the world. -- Yu Qian's "Ode of Lime"

Talented people have emerged from generation to generation, and each has been leading the way for hundreds of years. -- Qing Dynasty? Zhao Yi's "On Poetry"

I am familiar with three hundred Tang poems and can recite them even if I can't compose them. -- Qing Dynasty? "Preface to Three Hundred Tang Poems" by Sun Zhu

I am smiling towards the sky with my horizontal sword, leaving my liver and gallbladder intact.

-- Tan Sitong "Inscription on the Wall in Prison"