Poems about buildings

1. Poems about houses

The poems describing "houses" are as follows:

1. "Qingpingle Village Residence" by Xin Qiji of the Song Dynasty

The eaves are low and the grass is green on the stream.

Wu Yin is so charming when he is drunk. Whose old lady is gray-haired?

The eldest son is hoeing beans to the east of the stream, while the middle son is weaving a chicken coop.

What I love most is that my child died, lying down at the head of the stream peeling lotus pods.

2. "Inscription on the Humble Room" by Liu Yuxi of the Tang Dynasty

If the mountain is not high, it will be famous if there are immortals. If the water is not deep, if there is a dragon, it will be spiritual. This is a humble house, but I am virtuous. The moss marks are green on the upper steps, and the grass color is green on the curtains. There are scholars who talk and laugh, but there are no idle people when coming and going. You can tune the plain Qin and read the Golden Sutra. There are no messy ears of silk and bamboo, and there is no laborious shape of case documents. Zhugelu in Nanyang, Yunting in Western Shuzi. Confucius said: What is so shameful?

3. "Pastoral Works in Spring" by Wang Wei of the Tang Dynasty

Spring doves are singing on the house, and apricot blossoms are white beside the village. Holding an ax to cut down the distant mountains, hoeing the spring veins.

Returning to Yan recognizes the old nest, and the old sees the new calendar. When I'm standing in front of my cup, I suddenly feel helpless, and I feel melancholy as a traveler from afar.

4. "Cold Food on the Tomb" by Yang Wanli of the Song Dynasty

What a shame for a straight man! Can bridges in danger be exempted from assistance?

The maples in the distant mountains are pale, and the wheat in the dilapidated house is lonely beside it.

The spring breeze returns to the grass, and there is nothing new in the last year.

Pear blossoms eat food from the cold, and only worry about the rest during the festival.

5. "Song of a Thatched House Broken by the Autumn Wind" by Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty

In August, the high autumn wind roared and rolled up the triple thatch on my house. Mao flies across the river and spreads across the outskirts of the river. The taller ones hang on the treetops, while the lower ones float around the pond.

The boys in Nancun deceived me because I was old and weak, and I could not stand facing a thief, so they openly carried me into the bamboo. My lips were burnt and my mouth was dry and I couldn't breathe. When I returned home, I leaned on my stick and sighed.

The wind in Russia makes the clouds dark, and the desert turns dark in autumn. The quilt has been as cold as iron for many years, and the delicate child is lying on it and is cracked inside. There is no drying place for the leakage at the bedside, and the rain is like hemp on the feet and has not been stopped. Since my period is chaotic and I don’t sleep much, how can I get wet all night long?

There are tens of thousands of mansions in Ande, which can shelter all the poor people in the world with joy. They are as peaceful as a mountain without being affected by wind or rain. Alas! When I suddenly see this house in front of my eyes, my house alone will be broken down and frozen to death! 2. What are the poems that describe the house?

1. The high autumn wind in August rolled up the triple thatch on my house. Mao flies across the river and spreads across the outskirts of the river. The taller ones hang on the treetops, while the lower ones float around the pond. ——"Song of Thatched House Broken by the Autumn Wind" by Du Fu (Tang Dynasty)

Interpretation: In August, the autumn was deep, and the strong wind howled, and the strong wind swept away several layers of thatch on my roof. Thatch flies across the Huanhua River and is scattered on the other side of the river. The thatch that flies high is entangled in the tall treetops, and the grass that flies low flutters and sinks into the ponds and depressions.

2. The sunset is getting dusk through the screen window, and no one in the golden house can see the traces of tears. ——"Spring Resentment" Liu Fangping (Tang Dynasty)

Interpretation: The sunshine outside the screen window fades, and dusk gradually falls; I lock the beautiful house, and no one can see my sad tears.

3. The music room is full of pearls and greenery, and the deep alley has orchestral tune. ——"Youth Journey" Liu Changqing (Tang Dynasty)

Definition: The bead curtain is closed in the secret room, and music is playing in the long alley.

4. Build a pavilion to the north of the hall, and dig a pond to the south to divert water and plant trees to serve as a resting place. ——"Xiyu Pavilion" Su Shi (Song Dynasty)

Definition: A pavilion was built to the north of the main hall, and a pond was dug to the south to attract running water, and trees were planted to serve as a resting place. .

5. The high gate is built in a jagged place, and the two floating towers are almost too clear. ——"Ode to Tongque Terrace" by Cao Zhi (Wei and Jin Dynasties)

Explanation: This is really a majestic and tall building, and the high platforms on both sides seem to be floating in space. 3. What are the ancient poems describing houses?

1. "Song of Thatched House Broken by the Autumn Wind" by Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty

The group of children in Nancun deceived me because I was old and weak, and I could not bear to face them as thieves. He hugged the grass and planted the bamboo, his lips were burnt and his mouth was dry and he couldn't breathe. When he came back, he leaned on his staff and sighed.

The wind in Russia makes the clouds dark, and the desert turns dark in autumn. The quilt has been as cold as iron for many years, and the delicate child is lying on it and is cracked inside. There is no drying place for the leakage at the bedside, and the rain is like hemp on the feet and has not been stopped. Since my period is disordered and I don’t sleep much, how can I get wet all night long?

Translation:

It was late autumn in August, and the strong wind howled, and the strong wind swept away several layers of thatch on my roof. Thatch flies across the Huanhua River and is scattered on the other side of the river. The thatch that flies high is entangled in the tall treetops, and the grass that flies low flutters and sinks into the ponds and depressions.

A group of children in Nancun bullied me because I was old and weak. They had the heart to act like a "thief" and steal things in front of me. They ran into the bamboo forest holding thatch without any scruples. My lips were dry and I couldn’t stop drinking. When I came back, I was leaning on a cane and sighing alone.

After a while the wind stopped, the dark clouds in the sky were as black as ink, and the gloomy sky in late autumn gradually became dark. The cloth has been covered for many years and is cold and hard, like an iron plate. The child's sleeping posture was not good and the quilt was torn.

When it rains, the roof leaks, and there is no dry place in the house. The rainwater on the roof leaks down like twine. Since the Anshi Rebellion, I had very little sleep time. The nights were long, the house leaked, and the bed was wet. How could I stay up until dawn?

How can we get tens of millions of spacious and tall houses to universally shelter poor scholars all over the world and make them smile? The house will not be moved by wind and rain, but is as stable as a mountain? well! When will such a tall house appear in front of me, even if my thatched hut is blown apart by the autumn wind, I will be willing to freeze to death!

2. Xin Qiji of the Southern Song Dynasty, "Qing Ping Le, Staying Alone in Wang's Nunnery in Boshan"

Hungry rats circled the bed, and bats turned over the lamps and danced. The pine trees on the house are blown by the heavy rain, and I am talking to myself between the broken paper windows.

He lived in the north and south of the Yangtze River all his life, and came back with a beautiful face. Sleeping in a dream in the autumn night under the quilt, you can see thousands of miles of mountains and rivers before your eyes.

Translation:

Hungry mice scampered around the bed, and bats danced around the lamp. The pine wind on the house came with heavy rain, and the window paper was torn by the wind, making a huffing sound, as if talking to himself.

He spent his whole life traveling between the north and the south of the Yangtze River, and now he has returned with a head full of white hair and an old face. The quilt is thin and the windy and rainy autumn night wakes up from the dream, and the thousands of miles of mountains and rivers in the dream are still in front of me.

3. "The Concubine's Unlucky Life" by Li Bai of the Tang Dynasty

The Emperor of the Han Dynasty cherished Gillian and stored it in a golden house.

Cough and saliva fall for nine days, and the wind brings forth pearls and jade.

Translation:

Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty once loved Gillian very much and built a golden house for her to live in.

She has such a high position that even if she spits out sleep foam, it will turn into pearls and jade with the wind.

4. "The Potter" by Mei Yaochen of the Northern Song Dynasty

There is no earth in front of the door, and there is no tile on the house.

If your fingers are not stained with mud, you will live in a building with scales.

Translation:

The tile-burning workers dug and dug all day long. All the soil in front of the door was dug out, but there was not a single tile on their house.

Those wealthy families don’t even touch mud with their fingers, but they live in high-rise buildings covered with tiles.

5. "Reading the Classic of Mountains and Seas" by Tao Yuanming of the Tang Dynasty

Mengxia has long vegetation and sparse trees around the house.

The birds appreciate their support, and I also love my house.

Translation:

During the Mengxia season, the vegetation is lush and green trees surround my house.

The birds seem to have something to rely on for their happiness, and I also love my thatched cottage. 4. Poems describing houses

Poems describing houses are:

Author Du Fu Dynasty Tang Dynasty

The high autumn wind howls in August and rolls up the triple thatch on my house . Mao flies across the river and spreads across the outskirts of the river. The taller ones hang on the treetops, while the lower ones float around the pond.

There are tens of millions of mansions in Ande, which can shelter all the poor people in the world with joy. They are as safe as a mountain even in the wind and rain! Alas! When I suddenly see this house in front of my eyes, my house alone will be broken down and frozen to death! 5. Poems describing houses

"Poem about a tall building in the northwest"

How steep is a tall building. It's far away, steep and peaceful.

The beautiful window comes out of the dust. Flying in the clouds.

The beautiful woman plays the harp and harp. Slender hands are clear and free.

The aroma is carried by the wind. The mournful sound is fragrant orchid.

Who can take care of the beauty? Allure in one shot.

Standing and looking at the sun. He sighed again and again.

Stay there for a long time without complaining. May the singers be happy.

Sijia returns to Hongyu. Fly together and fly together.

There are tall buildings in the northwest,

Who is sad alone

I ask you what you remember

You are smiling at the moon

The tall buildings look like dusk, and the sycamore leaves are covered with rustling rain. 6. Poems and famous aphorisms about houses

★Famous aphorisms about "home"

○Home, the paradise of the world (Germany)

○A bird loves its nest People love their homes (UK)

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

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

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

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

★ "Home" in Tang poetry

○Once I leave this place, the world will be For 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 "Questions on Cultivation of One's Own Bamboo Barrier")

○Beside the Wangjia Avenue in the imperial residence, there is a holy spring with a sacred horse, dragon, turtle and spring.

(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 "Xianghe Song Ci·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 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 Luo City")

○ 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 like 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 flower. (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 Ming Mansion and Master Lu's Book")

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★ "Home" in Tang Poems

○Once you leave this place, you will become home all over the world. (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 "Questions on Cultivation of One's Own Bamboo Barrier")

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