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Poetry or famous aphorisms about stones

1. Famous poems or aphorisms about "stone"

Song of Lime - Yu Qian (Ming Dynasty) carved out the deep mountains with thousands of hammers, and the fire burned them as if nothing happened.

Don’t be afraid of being shattered into pieces, you must remain innocent in this world. Bamboo and Stone - Zheng Xie The green mountains are not relaxed, and the roots are still in the broken rocks.

Even though you have endured countless blows, you are still strong, regardless of the winds from east to west, north and south. Mountain Walk - Du Muyuan went up the Hanshan Mountain on a sloping stone path, and there were people living deep in the white clouds.

Stop and sit in the maple forest at night, the leaves are as red as the flowers in February due to frost. The Stone of Graduality The Book of Songs The Stone of Graduality is high, and the mountains and rivers are far away, so it is hard work.

When warriors march eastward, they are no longer dynasties. The stone gradually fades away, and the distant mountains and rivers disappear.

The warriors are marching eastward, but the emperor will not come out. There are white pigs wading in the waves, and the moon is leaving at the end, and the waves are pouring.

If the warriors march eastwards, they will not be emperors. Watching the husband stone Wang Jian Wangfu place, the river is long.

Turn into stone and never look back. It was windy and rainy day by day, and the stone responded to the words of travelers returning.

Yang Sheng’s Blue and White Purple Stone Inkstone Song Li He Duanzhou’s masonry is as skillful as a god, sharpening his knife to cut purple clouds in the sky. The servant's lips were full of water, secretly dripping with Chang Hong's cold blood.

The gauze curtains are warm in the day, ink flowers are blooming in spring, and the foam, pine and musk smoke are lightly soaked and drifted. Dry, greasy, thin and heavy, the feet are evenly erected, and there is only a few inches of light in autumn without the dusk of the sun.

The sound of the round hair is quiet and new, but the inkstone is wide and stubborn. Bluestone by Bai Juyi The bluestone came from Lantian Mountain and was carried to Chang'an by cart. What is the use of workers grinding their teeth? Stone cannot speak for me.

I don’t want to be a shrine in front of someone’s tomb. The name of the tomb has been destroyed before the soil is dry. I don't want to be a monument to virtue and politics beside the official road, and I don't want to engrave actual records and engrave empty words.

I would like to engrave the Taiwei and Taishi on the stele of the Yan family and the Duan family. These two pieces of steadfast nature represent the loyalty and fierceness of the two of them.

The righteousness is as strong as a stone, and the death of celebrities is unwavering. It's like watching Zhu Si's day fighting hard, and it seems like he's screaming at Xi Lie.

Each one inscribed his name and posthumous title on it, one setting a high mountain and the other submerging water. Although the monument has been moved to the mausoleum valley and remains alone, the bones have been transformed into dust and the name will never die.

The long envoy is not loyal and the minister is not a martyr, but he looks at the monument and changes his moral character. I admire you as a person and advise you.

Two Stones by Bai Juyi Two stones, strange and ugly. It is useless for common use, and people of the time find it undesirable.

The knot starts from the embryonic hole and is obtained from the mouth of Dongting. The waterfront that has been preserved for eternity is now in my hands.

Danco came to the county to wash away the dirt. The holes are black with deep smoke marks and thick moss.

The old dragon is the foot, and the ancient sword is the head. Suddenly, I felt that the sky was falling, and it didn't look like anything on earth.

One can hold my harp, and the other can store my wine. The cliff is several feet high and the volume is as large as a bucket.

The five strings are placed on the left, and the cup is placed on the right. The bottle of wine in the depression is not empty, and the jade mountain has been decayed for a long time.

Everyone has their own interests, and everyone seeks his or her counterpart. Gradually, I am afraid of the youth scene, and there is no room for old people to hang down.

I turned around and asked Shuangshi if he could accompany me. Although the stone cannot speak, promise me to be my three friends. Taihu Stone by Bai Juyi Looking at Lao Saga from a distance, and looking at Weiying from up close.

He is only eight or nine feet tall, and his power is as powerful as tens of thousands of people. Embedded in the hollow Huayang Cave, overlapping Kuangshan Cen.

The immortal palms are far apart, but the sword gate is deep. The shape and quality of the crown are both ancient and modern, and the complexion is clear and cloudy.

The autumn has already begun to rustle, and the rain has begun to fall. The appearance of the sky is different, but the time and use are not the same.

Sharpening a knife is not as good as sharpening, and pounding silk is not as good as an anvil. What is the master's intention is as important as ten thousand pieces of gold.

How could it be that the Creator alone knows my heart? The following are poems containing the word "stone": Noisy in the rocks, but quiet in the deep pines.

Bundle thorn bushes at the bottom of the stream, and boil white stones when you return. The plowing turns over the dew grass at dawn, and the sound of the stream rocks sounds at night.

The Milky Way hangs upside down with three stone beams, and the Xianglu Waterfall faces each other in the distance. Thousands of rocks and ravines, the road is uncertain, and the lost flowers leaning against the rocks are suddenly dim.

The cave sky stone fan opens in the center. The ground is full of rocks moving in the wind, and the Huns' grass and yellow horses are getting fat.

There is an old cypress in front of Kongming Temple, with roots like bronze and stone. The paths of the mountains and rocks are indeed small, and bats fly to the temple at dusk.

When the current flows, I step on the rocks with my bare feet, and the sound of the water stirs up the wind and blows my clothes. Zhang Sheng held a stone drum in his hand and advised me to read the stone drum song.

No one in Shaoling has banished the immortals to death, so what’s the matter with the poor generals? The song of Shigu stops here, I feel like it was wasted! Shiyu Lake is like a Dongting, and the summer water is full of spring in Junshan. The earth collapsed and the mountains destroyed the strong men to death, and then the stone stacks of the ladder to heaven were connected.

The bright moon shines among the pines, and the clear spring flows upstream from the rocks. The mountain is high and the moon is small, and the water comes out.

The place where Nuwa refines stones to mend the sky. The stone shatters the sky and amuses the autumn rain. It was once lonely, golden embers were dark, and there was no news, pomegranate red. The flying bridge is faintly separated by wild smoke, and fishing boats are on the west bank of Shiji.

The paths of the mountains and rocks are indeed small, and bats fly to the temple at dusk. Far up the Hanshan Mountain, the stone path is sloping, and there are people living deep in the white clouds. 2. What other famous poems about stones do you know?

Watching the husband stone Wang Jian Looking at the husband's place, Jiang Youyou.

Turn into stone and never look back. It was windy and rainy day by day, and the stone responded to the words of travelers returning.

Inscribed on Self-Painted Stone Cao Xueqin Loves this punch of stone, exquisite and natural. The origin should be traced back to ancient times, when did it fall into the world? If you have the ambition to return to perfection, you have no talent to mend the sky.

Don’t ask for rewards from the public, just be a naughty fairy. The Two Stones by Bai Juyi are two pale stones with strange and ugly shapes.

It is useless for common use, and people of the time find it undesirable.

The knot starts from the embryonic hole and is obtained from the mouth of Dongting.

The eternal waterfront is in my hands. Dan Diao came to the county to wash away the dirt.

The holes are black with deep smoke marks and thick moss. The old dragon is the foot, and the ancient sword is the head.

I suddenly suspect that things are rising and falling in the sky, unlike those on earth. One can hold my harp, and the other can store my wine.

The cliff is several feet high, and the col is as large as a bucket. Five strings are placed on the left, and a cup is placed on the right.

The wine bottles are not yet empty, but the jade mountains have been decaying for a long time. Everyone has their own interests, and everyone seeks their equal.

I am gradually afraid of young people, and do not tolerate old people. I turned around and asked Shuangshi if he could accompany me.

Although Shi can't speak, he promised me to be his three friends. Taihu Stone Bai Juyi looks at Lao Saga from a distance and the strange Qin Yin from up close.

He is only eight or nine feet tall, and his power is as powerful as tens of thousands of people. Embedded in the hollow Huayang Cave, overlapping Kuangshan Cen.

The immortal palms are far apart, but the sword gate is deep. The shape and quality of the crown are both ancient and modern, and the complexion is clear and cloudy.

The autumn has already begun to rustle, and the rain has begun to fall. The appearance of the sky is different, but the time and use are not the same.

Sharpening a knife is not as good as sharpening, and pounding silk is not as good as an anvil. What is the master's intention is as important as ten thousand pieces of gold.

How could it be that the Creator alone knows my heart? Answer: The Supreme Hermit occasionally comes to sleep under a pine tree with a high pillow on a stone.

There is no calendar day in the mountains, and it is so cold that I don’t know the year. Excerpted from "Collection of Heroes of Heyue" by Wang Changling. Cangdi is cold in the Cangjiang River, drinking on the stone bank.

The sky is thick with snow and snow, and I am riding an iron eagle with my own arms. Fisherman's Ci/Fisherman.

Wangfu Stone Wang Jian Wangfu place, the river is long. Turn into stone and never look back.

It was windy and rainy day by day, and the passers-by returned and said something to the stone. Inscribed on self-painted stone, Cao Xueqin loves this stone, its exquisiteness comes from nature.

The origin should be traced back to ancient times. When did it fall into the world? If you have the ambition to return to perfection, you have no talent to mend the sky. Don't ask for rewards from the public, just be a stubborn fairy.

Two Stones by Bai Juyi Two stones, strange and ugly. It is useless for common use, and people of the time find it undesirable.

The knot starts from the embryonic hole and is obtained from the mouth of Dongting. The waterfront that has been preserved for eternity is now in my hands.

Danco came to the county to wash away the dirt. The holes are black with deep smoke marks and thick moss.

The old dragon is the foot, and the ancient sword is the head. Suddenly, I felt that the sky was falling, and it didn't look like anything on earth.

One can hold my harp, and the other can store my wine. The cliff is several feet high and the volume is as large as a bucket.

The five strings are placed on the left, and the cup is placed on the right. The bottle of wine in the depression is not empty, and the jade mountain has been decayed for a long time.

Everyone has their own interests, and everyone seeks his or her counterpart. Gradually, I am afraid of the youth scene, and there is no room for old people to hang down.

I turned around and asked Shuangshi if he could accompany me. Although Shi can't speak, he promised me to be his three friends.

Taihu Stone Bai Juyi looks at Lao Saga from a distance and the strange Xi Yin from up close. Only eight or nine feet tall, he is as powerful as tens of thousands of people.

The Huayang Cave is embedded in the sky and overlaps Kuangshan Cen. The immortal palms are far apart, but the sword gate is deep.

The shape and quality are the same as those of ancient and modern times, and the complexion is clear and cloudy. The autumn has already begun to rustle, and the rain is about to begin.

The appearance of the sky is different, and the time and use are not the same. Sharpening a knife is not as good as sharpening, pounding silk is not as good as an anvil.

What is the master’s will is as important as ten thousand pieces of gold. How could it be that the Creator alone knows my heart?

Answer: The Supreme Hermit occasionally comes to sleep under a pine tree with a high pillow on a stone. There is no calendar day in the mountains, and the year is unknown in the cold weather.

Excerpted from "Collection of Heroes of Heyue" by Wang Changling. Cangdi is cold in the Cangjiang River, drinking by the stone bank. The sky is thick with snow and snow, and I ride on an iron eagle and have an eagle on my arm.

Fisherman's Ci/Fisherman Huihong is not afraid of slippery stones. The beloved foal returns.

All the bones are thrown away at the words. There is no way left.

The spiritual light is accessible day and night. The cold weather in the ancient temple also makes my hair sick.

The wooden Buddha was burned to death at night. It's so happy to sleep with a burning back.

Silly tart. There is no need to teach the master of the academy. Yu Jia Ao and Xin Qiji's moral articles have been passed down for generations.

Go to Junhe and take the three positions. It's a matter of the Jun family.

At this time. The ghost mountain is embracing the water of the Xijiang River.

Thirty-six thousand rows get drunk every day. The hair on the temples is only green.

Stones in the river compete for auspiciousness. Clearly.

There is a word for longevity in the middle. Yu Lou Chun Xin Qiji There are many fragrant grasses beside the Pipa Pavilion.

I smiled at Xianglu Peak. Occasionally, I go to the east of Yuxi again. Who will feel old if I don't grow old?

Master Putuo has wonderful magical powers. The shadow entered the stone and the light disappeared.

It seems that the dedication is speechless, and it looks like a compassionate person. Traveling to Shitou shore Zhang Hu Traveling to Shitou shore, things go against each other.

The old country is far away, and there are only a few old friends on the river. The sound of the water is endlessly cold, and the mountains look like each other at dusk.

There is no idiom of melancholy, and the crows fly again after a few rows. Passing Stone City Zhang Hu There are many ruins and tombs in Xiyuan, and six generations have returned to the grass roots together.

But where the years are gone, there are thousands of traces of water in the stone city. Two Poems of Chen Gong's Resentment by Xu Hun The wind is warm and the day is late in Jiangcheng. The legacy of the past and the sorrow of future generations.

The country of Caosheng Palace has no owner, who are the flowers in the backyard of Yushu? The Dixiong Mountain is dangerous and the water is long. I don’t believe that the Sui soldiers will reach the stone.

With a song of flowers in the backyard of Yushu, I went up to Jingyang Tower with you. Sending Zhu Kejiu back to central Vietnam, he anchored at Stone City in Jia Island, at the beginning of the afternoon in Beigu.

The tide of Tinglu rises, and the moon shines through the boat window. Wushan invaded the Yue people, and the Sui and Liu Dynasties invaded the Tang Dynasty.

One day I wanted to prepare the meal, so I sent him a letter from He Mansion. 3. Famous poems about stones

Watching the Husband Stone Wang Jian looked at his husband’s place, and the river was long.

Turn into stone and never look back. It was windy and rainy day by day, and the stone responded to the words of travelers returning.

Inscribed on self-painted stone Cao Xueqin loves this stone, which is exquisite and natural. The origin should be traced back to ancient times, when did it fall into the world? If you have the ambition to return to perfection, you have no talent to mend the sky.

Don’t ask for rewards from the public, just be a naughty fairy. Two Stones Bai Juyi has two pale stones, which are strange and ugly.

It is useless for common use, and people of the time find it undesirable. The knot starts from the embryonic hole and is obtained from the mouth of Dongting.

The eternal waterfront is in my hands. Dan Diao came to the county to wash away the dirt.

The holes are black with deep smoke marks and thick moss. The old dragon is the foot, and the ancient sword is the head.

I suddenly suspect that things are rising and falling in the sky, unlike those on earth. One can hold my harp, and the other can store my wine.

The cliff is several feet high, and the col is as large as a bucket. Five strings are placed on the left, and a cup is placed on the right.

The wine bottles are not yet empty, but the jade mountains have been decaying for a long time. Everyone has their own interests, and everyone seeks their equal.

I am gradually afraid of young people, and do not tolerate old people. I turned around and asked Shuangshi if he could accompany me.

Although Shi can't speak, he promised me to be his three friends. Taihu Stone Bai Juyi looks at Lao Saga from a distance and the strange Qin Yin from up close.

He is only eight or nine feet tall, and his power is as powerful as tens of thousands of people. Embedded in the hollow Huayang Cave, overlapping Kuangshan Cen.

The immortal palms are far apart, but the sword gate is deep. The shape and quality of the crown are both ancient and modern, and the complexion is clear and cloudy.

The autumn has already begun to rustle, and the rain has begun to fall. The appearance of the sky is different, but the time and use are not the same.

Sharpening a knife is not as good as sharpening, and pounding silk is not as good as an anvil. What is the master's intention is as important as ten thousand pieces of gold.

How could it be that the Creator alone knows my heart? Answer: The Supreme Hermit occasionally comes to sleep under a pine tree with a high pillow on a stone.

There is no calendar day in the mountains, and it is so cold that I don’t know the year. Recorded from "Collection of Heroes of Heyue" Wang Changling drank on the stone bank of the Cangdi cold Cangjiang River.

The sky is thick with snow and snow, and the body is riding an iron eagle. Fisherman's Ci/Fisherman Huihong is not afraid of slippery stones.

The love horse is stepping on the return. As soon as the words were spoken, hundreds of corpses were thrown away.

There is no way left. The spiritual light is accessible day and night.

The ancient temple is still suffering from cold weather. The wooden Buddha was burned and killed at night.

It’s so happy to sleep with a burning back. Silly tart.

There is no need to be proud of the teachings of the master of the academy. Xin Qiji's moral articles have been passed down for generations. Go to Jun and close the three positions.

It is a matter of the Jun family. At this time.

The ghost mountain is embracing the water of the Xijiang River. Thirty-six thousand rows get drunk every day.

The hair on the temples is only green. Stones in the river compete to offer auspicious gifts.

Obviously. There is a word for longevity in the middle.

Jade House Spring There are many fragrant grasses beside Xin Qiji's Pipa Pavilion. When he smiled at Xianglu Peak.

I happened to be near the east of Yuxi again. Who would think I was old if I didn’t grow old? Master Putuo has wonderful supernatural powers.

The shadow entered the stone and the light disappeared. It seems that the dedication is speechless, and it looks like a compassionate person.

Traveling to Shitou Shore Zhang Hu traveled to Shitou Shore, his body and mind were in conflict with each other. The old country is far away, and there are only a few old friends on the river.

The sound of the water is endlessly cold, and the mountains look like each other at dusk. The melancholy has no words, and the crows fly again after a few rows.

Passing Stone City, Zhang Hu has numerous ruins and tombs in Xiyuan, and six generations have returned to the same place. But where the years have passed, there are thousands of traces of water in the stone city.

Two Poems of Chen Gong's Resentment Xu Qingfeng warmed Jiangcheng and it was late in the day. The legacy of the past is mourned by others. There is no owner in the palace where the grass grows, and the flowers in the backyard of the jade tree are for whom.

The Dixiong Mountains are dangerous and the rivers are long. I don’t believe that the Sui soldiers were able to reach the stone. There is a song of flowers in the backyard of Yushu, and I go up to Jingyang Tower with you.

Send Zhu Kejiu back to central Vietnam. He anchors at Stone City in Jia Island, at the beginning of Ming Dynasty in Beigu. The tide of Tinglu rises, and the moon passes through the boat window.

Wushan invaded the Yue people, and the Liu Dynasty invaded the Tang Dynasty. When I wanted to prepare the meal one day, I came to He Mansion to write a letter.