Pi Rixiu's most famous poems

Two Nostalgic Poems on the Bianhe River Dynasty: Tang Dynasty | Author: Pi Rixiu Tens of thousands of dragon boats carrying green silk will never return them to Yangzhou. It should be that Tianjiao opened the Bianshui River, and there are no mountains in more than a thousand miles. This was the river until the end of the Sui Dynasty, and it still relies on Tongbo for thousands of miles. If there was no dragon boat incident in the Water Palace, Yu would not have made much merit.

Guizi on the night of August 15th in Tianzhu Temple Dynasty: Tang Dynasty | Author: Pi Rixiu A jade stone fell under the moon, and a new one was found in front of the temple. So far, there is no such thing as happening in heaven. It should be thrown to people by Chang'e.

Sick Peacock Dynasty: Tang Dynasty | Author: Pi Rixiu Although the fireworks are charming and thoughtful, they still raise their heads to protect the green feathers.

Listening to the purple flute feels like dancing, and sleeping in the mangrove tree seems to be leaning against the screen.

Remembering the cassia beetle damages the muscles and bones, and remembering the pine goose damages the spirit.

The spring breeze cannot blow all day long, and there is only one star in the sky.

Guanwa Palace Nostalgic for the Five Wonders of the Ancient Dynasty: Tang Dynasty | Author: Pi Rixiu The fragrance of beautiful flowers descends to Taihu Lake, and the rebels invade Gusu at dawn. The king of Yue was so embarrassed that he only gained Wu from Xi Shi. Zheng Da was speechless and went down to the jade slope. At night, the arrows were flying all over the valley. The King of Yue pointed at the high platform and laughed, but he saw that the lintel was carved with gold. In the middle of the night, the battlefield at Wa Palace was as bloody as a banquet. Xi Shi is not as good as the remaining wax, but still weeps for the king for several lines. Although the plain socks did not cover up the shame, the Vietnamese soldiers were still afraid of their heads. The king of Wu hates his soul now, and he can only reach the upper reaches of Xi Shi Lai. There are golden and jade steps in the Xiangqi corridor, and the Qiluo body on Pingping mountain. I don’t know where the water burial is now. The crescent moon in the stream is trying to make a difference.

Representative works of Pi Rixiu's famous poems and verses

Oak Sigh Dynasty: Tang Dynasty | Author: Pi Rixiu In late autumn, acorns are ripe and scattered in hazelnut hills. The girl with a stooped yellow hair picked it up and was exposed to the morning frost. When it is moved, it will begin to fill up, and the basket will be full when the sun is full. After several exposures and several steamings, it is used as three winter grains. There is ripe rice in front of the mountain, and the purple ears are fragrant. Harvested finely and pounded finely, the grains are like jade. Keep it and accept it from the official. There is no warehouse or box in the private room. How can one stone be enough to be measured by only five measures? Cunning officials do not fear punishment, and corrupt officials do not avoid stolen goods. During the farming season, it was used as a private debt, and after farming, it was returned to the official warehouse. From winter to spring, acorns fill the hungry intestines. I heard that Tian Chengzi is as deceitful and benevolent as a king. I groaned when I met the old lady, and I didn't feel the tears staining my clothes.

Sobering up on a Spring Eve Dynasty: Tang Dynasty | Author: Pi Rixiu The drunken slaves stopped after four strings, and the lingering fragrance lingered in the green furnace. When I wake up in the middle of the night, the red wax is short, and a branch of cold tears becomes a coral.

Other famous poems and aphorisms of Pi Rixiu

Miscellaneous chants in tea · Cha Rui Dynasty: Tang Dynasty | Author: Pi Rixiu Take it with you at dawn, and suddenly you will be in Shansangwu . Give me purple tea when you open it, and moisten your negative area with clear dew. Rest next to the cloud spring, and when you return, you will hang a smoke tree. If this is your life, how much gold is enough?

Taihu Poetry · Shenggu Temple Dynasty: Tang Dynasty | Author: Pi Rixiu The Luo God has spiritual elegance, and the ancient temple is near Kongzhu. The heavy rain refutes the paintings, and wild radish winds around the beams. The wild wind swirls the caps of sesame seeds, and the hungry crows carry peppercorns. Maple flowers fall silently, and flying squirrels fight from time to time. On the eve of Changyun's March and May Eve, I will meet the beautiful couple. The purple aunt is left under the moon, and the green girl is summoned in the frost. Suddenly the ring rings, and the machine honks suddenly. When the joy is heard, the fragrance comes from nowhere. Staring as if waiting, soulless and speechless. The clouds and rain are not coming, where is the mercy.

Before arriving in Beijing, I met the emperor one by one. No matter how virtuous and handsome, it is like this for tribute and humbleness. What you know is beyond your reach, and you dare to look forward to what you are doing. I heard that the ancient sages personally selected the men who shot the palace. The unworthy will be wiped out, and the virtuous will all be in position. So it is called winning people, so it is called toast. Sighing and compiling books, how different is the time?

Using a gauze scarf to send hope to Lu and thus creating a masterpiece. Dynasty: Tang Dynasty | Author: Pi Rixiu The Zhou family replaced Sanliang with a new style. Wrapping your hair is more suitable for a fair-faced man. The black mist conceals the suspicion, and the light is as bright as wearing Xuanshuang. Today I will see flowers blooming, and tomorrow I will smell the fragrance of wine. What's more, you may not know it, but the tiger scarf is in the Jiangxiao room.

Chu Jia Lin Pavilion Dynasty: Tang Dynasty | Author: Pi Rixiu Guang Pavilion is far away from the Old Baby Palace, and the Zhudao Luo River is connected by twists and turns. Outside the low sill of Maoyuan Tower, Taihu Lake fish and birds can be seen in the pond. The shadows of the osmanthus are moving away from the tea set, and the messy apple blossoms are on the fishing tube. When I got Mr. *** to come and live here, I put on my crane cloak and faced the breeze.

Six Verses in Fenghe Tianjiu · Wine Glass Dynasty: Tang Dynasty | Author: Pi Rixiu In the past, there was a son of the Ji family, with dragons and phoenixes. Just wave five strings with your hand and hold a bottle again. But the taste is indifferent, and the taste is mellow. Now the utensils are no longer seen, and only jade cans are left in every house.

The residence of Master Li Lian in Huashan Dynasty: Tang Dynasty | Author: Pi Rixiu Magu was a fairy in ancient times and was relegated to Lianfeng to manage Yutai. The auspicious energy dyes the clothes and the golden liquid blooms, and the purple ink blooms on the face reflected by the cigarette. The lone cloud left the cave when the sun was gone, and when the two cranes moved there was only moss. Late at night, I feel lonely and want to rest. I come down to the thatched cottage when the moon is shining.

Ode to the White Lotus Dynasty: Tang Dynasty | Author: Pi Rixiu She is tired of Qiong and pink but white of fat, Mrs. Jingzhao has no eyebrows. The quiet and graceful dance is about to move, and the beauty of Xi Shi is half open. Wearing makeup all night long is difficult to wash off, and you can't move without moving all day long. I would like to be a narcissus with no other meaning. I picture this flowering period every year. Smell carefully and look deeply, heartbroken, I have no intention of falling in love with Hongfang from now on. When I come back, I only stay with Qiong as a guest, and I plant my seeds in Yutang. The sun is facing the sun, but the water is dripping, and the wind is muddy and the snow is fragrant. How many people are wearing under King Wu's stage are like Xi Shi wearing plain makeup.

Fenghe Lu Wang Baiguo's poem Dynasty: Tang Dynasty | Author: Pi Rixiu The snowy feathers are half touched by the mud, and the old nest is lost deep in the sea clouds. There are no flying waves in the pool to teach people how to dance, and there are few islands with light sand as if they are resting there. The flock of geese is lost in the smoke, and the geese are envious when they succeed in the waves. It is rare to find a master who is kind and kind, so don't be lonely and recall the old stream.