A poem about aloof and lofty 1. Proud and lofty poems are as follows

1. I leaned alone in the dense bamboo, playing the piano and humming a song. -Wang Wei's bamboo house

Sitting alone in a quiet bamboo forest, sometimes playing the piano and sometimes whistling.

2. Birds fly high, and lonely clouds go to leisure alone. -Li Bai's Sitting Alone in Jingting Mountain

Birds fly high without a shadow, and lonely clouds go alone for fun.

3. Wild crows have no feelings and are noisy. -Du Fu's Lonely Goose

The wild crow doesn't understand the lonely goose's mood, but only cares about his own noise.

4. Smile at the sky and go out. Are we Artemisia people? -Li Bai's "Nanling children don't go to Beijing"

How can I be a person who has been in the wild for a long time and walk out the door laughing on my back?

Since God has given talents, let them be used! , spin one thousand silver, all back! . -Li Bai's "Into the Wine"

Everyone's birth must have its own value and significance. Even if the gold is gone, it can be found back.

6. thatched doors, pine paths, loneliness and tranquility, where hermits live and move, never need companions. -Meng Haoran's Song of Returning to Deer Gate at Night

Cold mountain roads and quiet forest paths, only hermits come and go.

Only when I am lonely will I close the door of my old garden. -Meng Haoran bid farewell to Wang Wei

We should only live a lonely life, shut up Chai Men and be isolated from the world.

8. Give me a drink first to dispel my worries. -Liu Zongyuan's Drinking

First, raise a glass to my ancestor who made wine. He left me wine to drive away my sorrow and boredom.

2. Proud and noble poetry

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Calling the boys to stew yellow chicken for me, the children shouted my cotton cloth with a smile. Qing Qing Shuang sang drunk to comfort, drunk dancing won the glory in autumn and dusk.

The king of great powers struggled for a long time and rushed to the ground to catch up. Quidditch's fool looked down on poor Zhu Maichen, and now I have left my hometown to go to Chang 'an and go to Qin in the west.

I went out with a big smile. How can I be a person who has lived in the wild for a long time? Analysis: This poem describes an important event in Li Bai's life, which is of special significance for understanding Li Bai's life experience, thoughts and feelings, and also has its own characteristics in artistic expression.

Poetry is good at expressing emotions in narrative. The description of the poet from returning home to leaving home has a beginning and an end. The whole article adopts the style of Chen Qi incident, and at the same time adopts the method of contrast, which has both positive description and contrast.

The poet's ingenuity is not a straight road to the end, but from the outside to the inside, twists and turns, pushing feelings to the peak layer by layer. Like ups and downs, one wave is not flat, and another wave rises again, which makes the feelings more intense and eventually breaks out.

The whole poem is full of ups and downs, with sincere and vivid feelings.

"Laugh and go out, I am Artemisia." "Laugh at the sky", you can imagine its proud expression; "Is it Artemisia people", showing the extremely conceited psychology.

These two sentences show the poet's proud image to the fullest. One day, I will ride the wind and waves, sail straight and cross the deep sea.

Said by: Once it's hard to walk. Author: Tang Dynasty Author: Li Bai Original: The cost of pure wine is a gold cup, 10,000 copper coins and a hip flask, and a jade plate is precious and shameful for 10,000 yuan. (shame: hey; I threw away my food bar and cup. I couldn't eat or drink. I pulled out my dagger. I peeped in four directions in vain.

I want to cross the Yellow River, but ice will block the ferry and Taihang Mountain will be covered with snow. I will sit on a fishing rod and lean lazily by the stream, but I suddenly dream of sailing a boat towards the sun.

Travel is hard. Travel is hard. Don't go astray! Where to go today. One day, I will ride the wind and waves, raise the Yun Fan and cross the sea. Analysis: This poem has fourteen sentences and eighty-two words, which can only be regarded as a short story among the seven words and deeds, but it has a long momentum pattern.

One of the important reasons is that it reveals the ups and downs and complex changes of the poet's feelings in a hundred steps. At the beginning of the poem, "Golden Wine" and "Jade Plate and Precious Shame" make people feel like a happy banquet, but the following two details, "Quit drinking and throw chopsticks" and "Draw a sword and look around", show a strong impact of emotional waves.

In the middle four sentences, I just sighed "the ice jam in Sichuan" and "the snow all over the mountains", and suddenly it took a thousand years, as if I saw Lu Shang and Yi Yin suddenly being reused by the monarch from their humble positions. The poet's psychological disappointment alternates rapidly with hope, depression and pursuit.

"It's hard to walk, it's hard to walk, a lot of roads, is it safe now?" The four sentences with short rhythm and strong jumping are completely inner monologues in an anxious state, forcing Xiao to convey the complex psychology of wandering back and forth and continuing to explore and pursue without evidence. At the end of the sentence, after repeated twists and turns in front, the realm suddenly became clear, and I sang a high-pitched and optimistic tone, believing that my ideals and ambitions would be realized one day.

Through such ups and downs of feelings, it not only fully shows the suppression of the poet's grand ideals and ambitions by the dark and dirty political reality, but also reflects the poet's strong inner repression, anger and the injustice caused by it, and at the same time highlights the poet's stubbornness, self-confidence and persistent pursuit of ideals, showing the poet's powerful spiritual strength in trying to get rid of repression. Thoughts and feelings (center): Expressed the author's brilliant indignation, and also expressed the author's optimism about the future of life.

"One day, I will ride the long wind, break through the huge waves, raise my muddy sails and build a bridge on the deep sea!" He believes that although there are many obstacles ahead, one day, as Zong Yi said in the Southern Dynasties and the Song Dynasty, he will ride the wind and waves, hang up the Yun Fan, cross the ocean and reach the ideal shore.

3. the poem "aloof" is as follows

I leaned alone in the dense bamboo, playing the piano and humming a song.

-Wang Wei's translation of Zhuliguan: Sitting alone in a quiet bamboo forest, sometimes playing the piano and sometimes whistling. The birds flew without a trace, leaving the lonely clouds free and unfettered.

-Li Bai's translation of "Sitting alone in Jingting Mountain": Birds fly high without a shadow, and lonely clouds go alone for fun. Wild birds don't understand the lonely goose's heart, but make noise for their own voice.

-Du Fu's "Lonely Goose" translation: Wild crows don't understand the mood of lonely geese, only care about their own noise. I went out with a big smile. How can I be a person who has lived in the wild for a long time?

-Li Bai's "Nanling Children Go to Beijing" Translation: How can you be a person who has lived in the grass for a long time when you walk out the door with a smile on your back? Since God has given talents, let them be used! As for the money, although it is scattered, it will get together again. -Li Bai's translation of "Into the Wine": Everyone's birth must have its own value and significance. Even if gold is exhausted, it can still be regained.

Lonely mountain road and quiet forest road, only hermits come and go gracefully here. -Meng Haoran's "The Night Song of the Deer Gate" translation: a deserted mountain road and a quiet forest road, only secluded people come and go.

You should just be lonely, and I will close the door of my old garden. -Meng Haoran translated Farewell to Wang Wei: You should only be lonely all your life, shut up in Chai Men and be isolated from the world.

First, the patriarch who drank wine to make wine was the father who left the wine for me to drive away sadness and boredom. -Liu Zongyuan's "Drinking" translation: First, raise a glass to the ancestor who made wine. He left me wine to drive away my sorrow and boredom.

4. Provide a poem about wolves, which shows lofty and aloof.

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Bare root

I boiled myself into a flower for a lost folk song.

Sparsely guarding the depths of this mysterious wasteland

Looking at the familiar and unfamiliar dreams of past and future generations.

Swing up and down on the grass until the east turns white

That night, the wind of love blew from the moon to the earth.

Blow out the roots of a tree and expose it to the coolness.

Withstand the test of the sky and blue sky and the stress of the rising sun.

Root will want to tell a burning story of nirvana.

The shape of angry arms and legs is full of strength.

Skin covered with sand can't cover the bone roots.

I can't recognize locust trees and willow trees.

It may also be a peach tree planted by Taoist priests in the Tang Dynasty.

Its nakedness is the last time a noble thing loses his temper.

A curse without direction does not prove that there is no good quality.

Rivers will wake up in exposed nets of fire.

Find another old lover and forget the decline of memory.

Don't say that it has accepted all the storms of any era.

Former associates and playmates have long since vanished.

The sky is still that sky, there is no eternal flight.

There are villages outside the wasteland, and sleep is in danger.

Don't tell me that underground magma tumbling is unbearable for you.

Exposing the ground is to relive the frost and snow in my hometown?

All fossils are sealed for archaeologists to guess and weave.

All animals are protected by the environment, and there is no more sorrow of innocent sacrifice.

Maybe nothing in the world is really buried.

A heart lock that has been quenched by love and hate will have a password invalid one day.

There is a long tail of history in soil, books and wind.

Things have changed, and any glorious reputation is no longer afraid of being usurped.

Spread the once gentle days

Dreams sway on the high branches.

Looking forward to running in Yuanye.

Noble head, elf eyes

Despise everything.

Avoid the hunter's gun.

moonlit night

Lonely, whining, licking, sad.

Loneliness leads to endless vastness.

An ancient race

Not bound by fate.

Indifferent and heroic, it makes people tremble.

One octave after another.

Dark in my heart.

A creepy feeling.

The collapsed body is ready to go.

Despising eyes are deep.

Brand the universe

Fear of power, eternal king

Give the world a soft touch

Sing for the wolf ...

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Pay attention to me, the best!