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Are there any poems about silence?
1. A poem describing tranquility. Birds fly high, and lonely clouds go to leisure alone. -Li Bai's Sitting Alone in Jingting Mountain

Sneak into the night with the wind, moisten things silently. -Du Fu's "Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night"

The spring tide brought the rain late and urgent, and there was no boat on the wild crossing. -Wei is in Xixi Chuzhou.

A thousand voices were quiet, but the bell rang. -Chang Jian "Zen Forest after Broken Mountain Temple".

There are no birds flying over those mountains, and there are no traces of people in those paths. -Liu Zongyuan's Jiang Xue

The cicadas are singing, and the Woods are particularly quiet; The singing of birds in the mountains is more beautiful than usual. -Wang Ji's "If you are in Xi"

People are idle, osmanthus flowers fall, and the night is quiet and empty. -Wang Wei's Bird Watching Creek

The vastness of the wilderness is deeper than trees, and the moon is very close to the moon. -Meng Haoran's "Sleeping in Jiande River"

Birds are freely perched in the trees by the pool, and monks are knocking at the door. -Jia Dao's "Li Ning's Dwelling House"

Sunset and lonely Qi Fei, autumn waters and sky are the same color. -Wang Bo's Preface to Wang Tengting

2. Poems describing "Jing" What poems describe "Jing"

1, Zhujing is a secluded place with lush foliage, which is a Buddhist retreat.

2. The cicada in the forest is quiet, and Tonamiyama is more secluded.

3, the lack of moon hanging sparse tung, leaking people at the beginning of quiet. Who saw the solo dance, like a wild goose in the sky.

4, people are idle osmanthus, and the night is quiet. When the moon comes out, the birds are startled, and the sound enters the spring stream.

There are no birds in a hundred mountains, and there are no footprints in a thousand paths.

1, Zhujing is a secluded place with lush foliage, which is a Buddhist retreat. -In the Tang Dynasty, a Buddhist retreat was often built behind the Broken Mountain Temple.

Interpretation: The path hidden by bamboo forest leads to the depths, and the flowers and trees before and after the meditation room are lush and colorful.

2. cicadas make the forest quiet, while Tonamiyama is more hidden. -The Imperial Book of the Northern and Southern Dynasties "If you enter Jesse"

Interpretation: cicadas are loud, but the Woods are particularly quiet; With the sound of birds singing, the mountains are quieter than usual.

3, the lack of moon hanging sparse tung, leaking people at the beginning of quiet. Who saw the solo dance, like a wild goose in the sky. -Su Shi in Song Dynasty's "Divination Operator Huangzhou Dinghui Garden Residence"

Interpretation: the curved hook moon hangs on the sparse buttonwood; The night is very quiet, and the water in the clepsydra has dripped out. Who has ever seen a lonely man walking alone, like a lonely goose in the sky?

4, people are idle osmanthus, and the night is quiet. When the moon comes out, the birds are startled, and the sound enters the spring stream. -Interpretation of Wang Wei's Bird Watching Creek in the Tang Dynasty: In the spring night, there is no sound, and sweet-scented osmanthus falls gently. Castle peak and clear forest are more empty. The bright moon rose, which alarmed several perched mountain birds. The crisp song echoed in the empty mountain stream for a long time.

There are no birds in a hundred mountains, and there are no footprints in a thousand paths. -From Jiang Xue written by Liu Zongyuan in the Tang Dynasty.

Interpretation: Mountain birds are absolutely; All the roads, no sign of anyone.

3. There is a poem describing the quiet environment:

Wang Wei-Chai Lu: There seems to be no one on the empty mountain, but I think I heard a voice. The shadow of the sunset shone into the depths of the forest, and the scenery on the moss was pleasant.

Wang Wei-Zhulou: I leaned alone in the dense bamboo, playing the pipa and humming a song. It's too light for anyone to hear, except my partner, Mingyue.

Wang Wei-Birding Creek: When people are idle, osmanthus flowers fall, and the night is quiet and the mountains are empty. When the moon comes out, the birds are startled, and the sound enters the spring stream.

Li Bai-"Sitting alone in Jingting Mountain": Birds are high, and lonely clouds go to leisure alone. You look at me, I look at you, and there are only my eyes and Jingting Mountain's eyes.

Du Fu-Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night: Dive into the night with the wind and moisten things silently.

Wei Wu Ying's Xixi Chuzhou: I pity the grass alone, and there are orioles singing in the trees. The spring tide brought the rain late and urgent, and there was no boat on the wild crossing.

Changjian-Buddhist Temple behind the Broken Mountain Temple: Entering the Mountain Temple in the morning, the morning sunshine points to the treetops. A secluded place with bamboo paths, branches and flowers, to a Buddhist retreat. Here, birds live in the mountain light, and people's hearts feel quiet in the pond. A thousand voices were quiet, but the bell rang.

Liu Zongyuan-Jiang Xue: There are no birds in hundreds of mountains, and there are no footprints in thousands of roads. A boat on the river, a fisherman in his webworm moth; Fishing alone is not afraid of snow and ice.

Second, the introduction:

Chai Lu 1

This is the fourth of Wang Wei's twenty poems, a masterpiece of landscape poetry in his later period. Chai Lu (Village) is the place name of Wangchuan. This poem depicts the quiet scenery of empty mountains and deep forests near Chai Lu in the evening.

2. The Sound of Birds is the first poem of Five Miscellaneous Topics of Huangfuyue Yunxi written by the Tang Dynasty poet Wang Wei. This poem depicts the tranquility and beauty of the spring night in the mountains, with the focus on the tranquility and beauty of the spring night in the mountains. The whole poem closely follows the word "quiet", which is very similar to a landscape sketch. With moving scenery such as falling flowers, moonrise and birdsong, the poet highlights the quietness of the spring mountain on a moonlit night, achieves the artistic effect of static contrast, and vividly outlines a poetic picture of the bat "Tonamiyama is more secluded". The whole poem is aimed at writing quietly, but it is handled with moving scenery. This contrast is very obvious to the poet's Zen and interest.

3. "Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night" is one of the most famous poems in Tang Dynasty, which was written by Du Fu when he lived in Chengdu Caotang in the second year of last Yuan (76 1). This poem describes the characteristics of Chengdu spring rain and the scene of rainy night with personification, and enthusiastically eulogizes the timely moistening of spring rain. The description of the spring rain in the poem is subtle, delicate and vivid. The whole poem is elegant in artistic conception, quiet in meaning and integrated with painting. This is a poem about rain, with vivid and unique charm.

4. What poems describe peace? 1, facing the sea, spring blossoms.

2. Build a house under human conditions without the noise of horses and chariots.

3. Nothing is difficult in the world, only if you put your mind to it.

4, Xu Lai breeze, water waves rippling.

5. If you stay in a cage for a long time, you will return to nature.

6, the wood is thriving, and the spring is blooming.

7. Look at the strange writing and analyze the doubts.

8, a cold leaf, accompanied by the autumn wind fell into the pool, a little ripple, calm.

9. Looking back at the bleak land, rain or shine.

10, the mind has no material desires, that is, the autumn sky is the sea; Sitting with a piano book, you will become a stone house Dan Qiu.

1 1, body like a bodhi tree, heart like a mirror. Wipe frequently, so as not to make dust. Bodhi has no trees, and the mirror is not a stage. There was nothing, so there was no dust.

12. It's cool in summer and lying in the shade.

13, the mountains are getting better and better, and the birds are on their way home.

14, it's hard to get up in the morning if you don't come back in your prime.

15, the number of peaks is bitter, and it rains in Shang Lue.

16 I leaned alone in the dense bamboo, playing the pipa and humming a song. It's too light for anyone to hear, except my partner, Mingyue.

17, only the breeze on the river and the bright moon in the mountains are heard by the ears and colored by the eyes.

18, under the east fence of chrysanthemum picking, leisurely see Nanshan.

19. Go to Ma Rufei to enjoy flowers, and go to Ma Rufei to enjoy flowers. When the wine is weak, it is dusk when you wake up, and it is dusk when you wake up.

5. Poems describing silence are:

1, birds fly high and go alone. -Li Bai's Sitting Alone in Jingting Mountain

2, people are idle osmanthus, and the night is quiet. -Wang Wei's "Birds Singing Stream"

There are no birds in a hundred mountains, and there are no footprints in a thousand paths. -Liu Zongyuan's Jiang Xue

4, and thousands of sounds are quiet, but the remaining bells are clear. -Chang Jian's "Zen State after Broken Mountain Temple"

5. The bird stays in the tree by the pool and the monk knocks at the door. -Jia Dao's "Li Ning's Seclusion"

1, birds fly high and go alone.

Birds fly without a trace, and lonely clouds floating in the sky don't want to stay and drift away slowly.

2, people are idle osmanthus, and the night is quiet.

The night in spring is very quiet, and you can hear the sound of osmanthus falling.

There are no birds in a hundred mountains, and there are no footprints in a thousand paths.

Birds and mountains are all extinct; All the roads, no sign of anyone.

4, and thousands of sounds are quiet, but the remaining bells are clear.

At this moment, everything was silent, except the sound of ringing the bell.

5. The bird stays in the tree by the pool and the monk knocks at the door.

Birds are resting in a tree by the pool, and a monk is knocking at the mountain gate under the moon.

6. Who abandoned the long-term leisure in the poem about peace and love for flowers? Every spring comes, melancholy remains. Every day, I often get sick and drink, but I don't care that my face in the mirror is thin. The willows on the Kate levee by the river are asking for new troubles. What's going on every year? The independent small bridge is full of wind sleeves, and the linping crescent people return home. Jade building is bleak, and it is a bit boring after parting. There are no books, and there are no books. In the middle of the night, the wind and bamboo knock on the autumn rhyme, and Chiba hates it. Therefore, looking for a single pillow in a dream, the dream is not only light but also embers. The butterfly garden is deep, willow piles of smoke, and the curtain is not heavy. I'm not going to stay in spring. My eyes filled with tears, and I flew over the swing. I'm waiting for plum blossoms in the pavilion, the bridges are sparse and the grass is warm and swaying. My sadness is drifting away, and the distance is like spring water. My heart is full of tears, and the building is too high to rely on the dangerous fence. There are spring mountains everywhere, and pedestrians are even outside. The waves washed the sand and drank. Forget to come back, it is impossible to say that spring will be dusk. Flowers will eat cold food, whose tree the car is tied to. Will we meet a stranger when Shuang Yan comes? Stir up the spring sorrow like catkins, and there is nowhere to find it in the dream. Jade pagoda spring is not finished, and I intend to say the return date, but I didn't say to swallow the spring first. Life is naturally infatuated, and this resentment has nothing to do with romance. Don't renovate without a song. A song can teach you how to tie the knot. You must see all the flowers in Luoyang. It's easy to say goodbye to the spring breeze. Youth travel is dry and sunny. More specifically, I remember Wang Sun. The rain fell on the light thunder pool outside Linjiang Xianchi, and the sound of the rain dripped and broke the lotus. The rainbow in the west corner of the small building is bright, withered and oblique, and the moonlight is born. Swallows fly to see the painted building, the jade hook hangs the curtain, the cool waves are motionless, the lines are flat, the water is clear and the pillows are double, and there are falling flowers on the shore. Irises are swaying in the wind, and willows are carrying heavy smoke and snow. The moon shines on the pear flower. Mulberry picking is a solo boat, around the West Lake, with clear water and grass on the long shore, and fun everywhere. When there is no wind, the water is smooth and slippery, the boat ripples slightly, and the sand birds fly ashore to pick mulberry seeds. Spring rain wins the West Lake, flowers are blooming, butterflies are buzzing, and flowers are warm in sunny days. The orchid is coated with kudzu. It's calm, but there are clouds floating under the boat. The water is fresh and the pitch is lingering. I suspect there will be another day in the lake. After picking mulberry seeds, the West Lake is fine, wolves are still red, birds are misty, and weeping willows are withered all day. After all the tourists left, I felt the spring sky, the curtains hung down and two swallows came back in the drizzle. Who can enjoy the West Lake after picking mulberry seeds?

Who knows, at leisure, the grass is dark and the water is far away, and a little Cangzhou egrets fly. The West Lake is clear and full of eyes, and green willows and bamboos drive there. Tourists must go at dusk, drunk and noisy, and the road turns to the embankment until the city head is always full of flowers. After the lotus blooms, the West Lake will be fine, and wine will come without flags. Go home drunk. Mulberry leaves are beautiful in the water, and the West Lake is full of fresh clouds. Seagulls and herons are sleeping. You should get used to listening to orchestral music. The wind is clear and the moon is white, suitable for night. Anyone who envies Luan is a fairy in the boat. The sunset glow of mulberry leaves shines on the West Lake, the flowers are flat and faint, and there is no boat on the barren shore. The southwest moon floats away. Asphalt flying in the spring of 20 years. Returning like a crane in Liaodong, the whole city is new. Who knows the old master? When Ruan Langchun returned to the South Garden, the smell of wind and peace, green plums like peas and willows, butterflies flying all day long, flowers heavy and grass smoke low, people's curtains hanging down, swings casual, and painted beams living in Shuang Yan. The southern singer's golden mud belt, the dragon jade palm comb. Idle hinder embroidery, ask how the word Yuanyang is born. Linjiangxian remembered the first song that Jin Luan sang together, and the spring breeze made the country rich and the people strong. Now, he is an old official who has lost Qujiang flowers for ten years. It is said that Lang Mountain leads to Yuen Long, and the building is very high, but there is no family in sight. It's hard to leave the lonely city when it's cold, and the mangroves are far away. He Mei crab powder. Don't worry. Sauvignon Blanc surrounded the embankment with apple willows, watched the pedestrians go west, and returned for a long time. It's raining and windy, and cold gulls fly relatively. Sauvignon Blanc flowers like Iraq, willow like Iraq, young flowers and willows are leaving, bowing their heads and crying. The Yangtze River is east, Jiangxi is long, and mandarin ducks fly on both sides. When will they meet? 6. Shoot a lamp and spread it frequently. Life here seems like an old bottle. Say what you love in the morning, roll a light cream on the curtain and try on plum blossom makeup by hand, all because of your hatred, so you draw long and far. Thinking about the past and cherishing fragrance is easy to get hurt. Draw a song first, and it is the most heartbreaking to look back and smile. The wrong Pingshan column leans against the clear sky, and the color of the mountain is both there and there. Hands planted in front of the hall. Look at the old man in front of the bottle. Nowadays, the waves of sand swim in the north pool, the canoes are rippling and the wicker is soft, so that spring comes and goes, and the head is white. A good prostitute has a good voice, but it is difficult to get drunk. I advise you to drink enough gold euros, even if flowers are often sick, they are still romantic. Fishermen are proud of the ridge of lotus leaf fields, and the boat supports flowers. If there is love in the sky, it will be old.

How about this idea? As thin as light silk, as thin as waves.

The shore of the ship. Maple leaves and flowers in autumn.

Think about the past. It is necessary to compare the world with dreams.

Last year's Eve, the flower market was brightly lit. At the end of the month, it is about dusk.

On the Lantern Festival on the fifteenth day of the first month of this year, the moonlight and lights are still the same as last year. See last year, tears Man Chun shirt sleeve.

7. What are the poems that express "quietness"? 1. "The heartless old man retired to Qin County, and he was sent back to Yanjing Changchun Palace by a letter."

Year: Meta Author: Yin Zhiping

Koharu season in October. Everything is calm. Water is alone. Cross Dongshan. Pointing to Gu Yan is uncertain. I dare to go against my destiny. Look back, look south. Come again.

2. See more than twelve songs in "Xijiang Moon" by Wang, Wang and Wang.

Year: Yuan Author: Wang

From the ridge, there is no distinction between north and south, and wood and gold are west and east. But to be honest, I want to keep it. Don't let your mind wander. If you want to know the real kind of ex, I'm empty. Silence and quiet HarmonyOS system. Four images and five elements are useless.

3. "Forty-one Fu"

Year: Song Author: Sprouting

It has been a long time since I was near, and the reports in recent years have been quite silent.

Only Taibai Yan Rui Weng broke the emptiness and ate chop suey.

Startled up the tears of barren woman on Dapeng Mountain in Xichuan, and led Woodenhead, a giant floating mountain in Fusang, to sigh.

Drinking Long Yuan meaningless water together, brotherhood is as heavy as glue.

The broken string is full of love.

4. Shuidiao Song Tou and Shu State Law.

Year: Song Author:

I have a relationship with Shu, and my eyes are blue. Cars are everywhere, and stringed pipes are infinitely silent. Laughing proudly for four years, talking about three sides is not worthy of the Great Wall. I think the world is vast and everything is bright.

Want to go home, join the club with poetry, and seek alliance with wine. On the temples, the old man only felt strong and frightened. Although things are obedient, they have been hidden in themselves. Why ask Junping? Hold it like a copper beam, and embrace it with the same inclination.

5. "Drunken Penglai is testing purple in xiang zhu"

Year: Song Author: Anonymous

Try purple when it is fragrant, and yellow when it is tender. You are happy to make money. Yuyu clarified that the gold plate is linked together, and it is integrated into the essence. The status must be returned, the white wall defends the province and the wooden shed is secret. Zheng Jin is kind, Tang Qin is quiet, and Wan Li has a good year and is happy together. It is difficult to get private benefits for a long time. Half-poked, half-poked, handed in the book and drove away. The following year, people were banned and classes were United.

6, "Du Jiangchun, naturally understand"

Year: Meta Author: Wang Zhe

Naturally, this kind of encounter has increased, and it is particularly cool. Lead and mercury are bound together in the separation, and all the fate is not to meet C. At the beginning of the Yuan Dynasty, the face became a neck. The dead live forever, without words. Hurry back, the future has been promised, forever. Good scenery. Light travels fast. Seeing the empty door, the silver clouds are neat. Approaching, greeting, and a moment. Penglai Daotu said fairy fairyland. Invited a golden boy. Take the jade imperial edict, and I will teach you the evil wind. Take it.

7. "Qinyuan Spring Tour"

Year: Yuan Author: Wang *

Barefoot, untidy, hemp fiber bamboo hat, safe everywhere. Keep a horned cow, never leave the left and right. Live with peers, sit together and sleep together. Often in Jiashan, the water plants are mixed evenly, and when they are uncomfortable, they are worn with a whip. Back to the pasture, look at Liao Tian's nostrils, and the soft rope is low. Idle, thirsty and drinking Lingquan. Blow piccolo over the ridge. I like the cow quiet, the breeze cool and thorough, relax, everything will be decided by the weather. Forget each other, the form and spirit are wonderful, and the former village is full of water. True news, someone in the world asked me, hands up, fists up.

8. Night Show

Year: Song Author: Lu You

Leisure is everywhere, and sleeping in autumn is beautiful.

Every time an old chicken is ashamed, three songs are not heard.

When the cook stopped in the morning, the boy was worried about his shoes.

Although laziness and carelessness can be laughed at, it is quiet and full of joy.

There are few empty dreams, and the pillow is fragrant.

People who don't learn much are covered with ants.

9, "practice nepotism poetry"

Year: Song Author: Han Ximeng

A dead dog is not tied by its tail, but by its neck.

I resign from your majesty today to show my enemy's heart.

Chen Qiao suddenly defected and was forbidden to hold a sword.

Give way to the law and the people will be quiet.

10, Wenzhou Jingxintang

Year: Song Author: Lv Yizhi

The autumn sky is clear and the Wanshan Hall is deep.

This is often empty, leaving nothing behind, and the surface is a jade screen.

8. What are the poems that express "quietness"? 1, Nine Poems of Jinzhou West Garden. Banana screen Tang Dynasty: Yao He

Bananas are everywhere, and the moon shines in uneven shadows. A few leaves are as big as a wall, which is the screen of our door.

A little smell calms your eyes and ears.

2, "Mink Head (Second Yongkang Rhyme)" Song: Jing Man

I have a relationship with Shu, and my eyes are blue. Cars are everywhere, and stringed pipes are infinitely silent. Laughing proudly for four years, talking about three sides is not worthy of the Great Wall. I think the world is vast and everything is bright.

Want to go home, join the club with poetry, and seek alliance with wine. On the temples, the old man only felt strong and frightened. Although things are obedient, they have been hidden in themselves. Why ask Junping? Hold it like a copper beam, and embrace it with the same inclination.

3. Book of exhortation: Zhuge Liang

A gentleman's journey is quiet to cultivate one's morality, and frugal to cultivate one's morality. Not cold, not awake, not quiet, not far away. You must be quiet before you can study. If you don't learn, you can't be versatile, and if you don't want to learn, you can't succeed. If you are slow, you can't be energetic. If you are dangerous, you can't control your sex. Time goes by, meaning goes by, and then becomes withered, not meeting the world, and staying in a poor house sadly. What will happen?

4, "Water" Song: Ma

Dong Jun is always sentimental, and his flowers bloom all night. Apricot bud powder, delayed medicine column, peace does not teach. Style swing, sun moving curtains, emerald red. As long as you take a bath, you will be absorbed and charming.

Grind all the bronze mirrors in the green window. Wearing a spring shirt is unparalleled. Where there are beauties in the dark clouds and empty valleys, Taibi invaded directly. Looking at each other in my sleep, thinking while drinking, is very charming. I ask why, but I owe some fragrance, which is annoying.

5. Qiu Si of Yujie in Song Dynasty: Fan Zhongyan.

The fallen leaves are fragrant. Rolling up the brocade curtain of pearl string, the magnificent castle is empty, only the sky is faint, and the milky head is sprinkled on the earth. Every night, we can see the tulle moon, but the one we love is thousands of miles away. Sadness is inch by inch, and it is hard to make yourself intoxicated if you want to drown your sorrows in wine.

Wine has no entrance, but it turns into bitter tears. The night is deep, the lights are gone, the lights disappear between the lights, but I lean on the pillow and chat to sleep. This endless loneliness really makes the taste of loneliness similar. This bitter waiting is still far away, although it is a long time, there is no way to escape.