The stars leaned down from the clearing, and the moon came running from the river.
Leaves fall like the waves of a waterfall, and I watch the long river always roll on Du Fu and climb up the mountain.
The lonely sail is far away, but I can send Meng Haoran to Guangling in the sky of the Yangtze River.
Tianmen breaks the Chu River, and Higashi Shimizu flows back to Li Baiwang Tianmen Mountain.
The mountain is flat and primitive, and the river flows into the river (Li Bai's "Seeing Friends Off at Jingmen Ferry")
References:
"The mountain is flat and primitive, and the river goes around the wilderness"-(Tang) Li Bai
"This water runs through the heavens and the earth, and the mountains are there but not there." Du Fu (Tang Dynasty)
"Long waves push forward waves, and even the mountains are cracked"-[Tang] Bai Juyi.
"The mountain is flat and primitive, and the river goes around the wilderness"-(Tang) Li Bai
References:
2. The poem about Du Fu's Shaoling Yelao is Mourning for the Head (Shaoling Yelao Swallows and Crys).
There are thousands of palaces on the shore and new branches of willows. Who are you green for? . I remember the colorful flags floating from the South Garden, which was full of colors.
The first lady of the kingdom, from the Sun Palace, waited on the emperor's royal chariot. The cavalry in front of them were all holding bows and arrows, and discerning horses were chewing gold.
An archer, chest up, went through the clouds and hit a pair of birds with one arrow. Where are those perfect eyes and those pearly teeth? A blood-stained soul has no home and nowhere to go.
A clear wave flowed eastward, crossing the Diaolou Mountain Path, and there was no news. Compassionate people shed tears and hoped that she would be as eternal as rivers and flowers.
When I boarded the Tatar, in the dim twilight, the clouds were filled with dust and I wanted to forget the north and south and go to the south. Note: Shaoling is old at night: Du Fu calls himself.
Qujiang: It's near Xi today. No Return: At that time, Yang Guifei hanged Ma Yupo.
Analysis: This poem was written in the spring of the second year of Zhide (756). The year before last, on the way to Suzong in Lingwu, the poet was taken to Chang 'an by the rebels in An Lushan, and later escaped.
What is written in the poem is the desolate scene seen in Chang 'an at that time, recalling the grand occasion of the past, and the feelings of grief and indignation run through the whole article.
3. Including Ting Qiushi 1, Ting's beauty is like autumn-Zi Ang's Puyi.
2. Polygonum hydropiper in Qiu Lai at dusk-Songcaoguan Dongpo leads to cool and lush life.
3. Autumn to Luting Tobacco Garden-Song Gaoguan's Return of Xi Qian Ying and Liang Yun
4. Autumn Color of Cangyun Weeds-Song's Autumn Color of Cangyun Weeds.
5. Wei Tingqiu Gathering-Mo's Two yehliu Plants Outside Qi Tianle
6. Autumn Full Crane Pavilion-Yuan Zhang Qi's Nanpu Boat Nanpu, Yinming.
7. There is no autumn rain-Yuan Zhang Qi's "Linjiang Fairy, Envy Killing Fishing Village without Shore"
8. Fan Wan's New Wild Goose for One —— Song Luyou's "Going to Sleep Late, Going to Zicheng"
9. Guling's Water Bamboo Autumn —— Cheng Song Xugong's Farewell to Wei Yan's Nephew, Returning to the West to Serve Mother.
10, the wind blows the old one-Song Dong Ying's sentence.
1 1, Autumn Man Ping Pavilion returns alone-the history of rain in southwest China.
12, withered grass, lonely autumn-Song Shi Shao Tan's Friends with Waterbirds
13, the tomb of Bai Pingting last month-Songshi reappears "Farewell to Monks"
14, Qiu Guang Man Chatting Pavilion-Song Wang Ruo's "Bletilla Mountain Down"
15, Qiu Ting looks sick-fresh water in Yucheng, Wang Song.
16, the flying Polygonum hydropiper is called the heron of Qiu Ting-Ji Sun, Vae.
17, Luting Liaozhu Xinqiu Lane-Songyangfang Gucheng Lake
18, ting hong shows off the autumn-song zhaoru's "on the boat"
19, Mo Mo Qiu Ting smokes late-Song Zhao Xitong's "Fu Mo Yan Tu Fen Su Yan"
20. Qiu Ting is a suburb of Chen Ang, and red is everywhere.
2 1, Gull Shadow Qiu Ting is far away again —— Yuan Ni Zan's Bieyi and the Secretary of the Road
22. Rice is full of autumn fields, water is full of courts, and Zen master Ming Pu 'an's "Yellow and Yan Lu Tu"
There are famous sayings about Qiuyang Tower in Yueyang Tower.
Du Fu
I have heard of Dongting Lake for a long time, and now I have finally climbed to this tower.
There is the Kingdom of Wu in the east and the State of Chu in the south, and you can see the endless drifting of heaven and earth.
But my relatives and friends didn't give me any news. I was old and sick, and I was alone with my boat.
There are wars and mountains to the north of this wall, and how can I not cry by this railing? .
Looking at Dongting Lake from afar —— addressed to Premier Zhang
meng haoran
Here is the lake in August, and heaven is an air.
Fog in Yungu and Menggu enveloped Yueyang City.
I want to cross the river very much, but I can't find a boat. I am lazier than you politicians. It's a shame.
I feel like a fish when I sit here and watch a fisherman throw a fish.
Yueyang Tower Liu Changqing
It's time for a clean stream. Clouds are everywhere.
In front of the building, the guests complained about Qiu Meng, and the beautiful women on the lake doubted the singing at night.
Sitting alone, the wind is urgent, and Pinghu is vast.
In the end, the ship has to carry firewood and the sail has to worry about Bai Bo.
"Climbing Yueyang Tower" Chen in Southern Song Dynasty
Dongting is east of Jiangxi, but the curtain is still there, and the sunset is late.
Deng Wu and Shu divided the land horizontally and migrated the lakes and mountains to dusk.
Wan Li's visit is far away, and it is even more difficult to rely on risks for more than three years.
Hanging the ancient wind and frost, the old wood is infinitely sad.
Looking at the night view of Yueyang Tower, Tang Cuijue
Dry Kun travels thousands of miles, and the fishing boat returns.
The north wind is oblique upstairs, and the west of the lake is upside down.
Huai Sha hates poets, while the drums are silent and Di Zi idles.
What's wrong with dusk? Several smoke trees meet Man Jing.
Du Fu, The Story of Climbing Yueyang Tower
I have heard of Dongting Lake for a long time, and now I have finally climbed to this tower.
There is the Kingdom of Wu in the east and the State of Chu in the south, and you can see the endless drifting of heaven and earth.
But my relatives and friends didn't give me any news. I was old and sick, and I was alone with my boat.
There are wars and mountains to the north of this wall, and how can I not cry by this railing? .
5. Poems about Liu Yuefeng In February and March, Yue Jiang came and thousands of trees blossomed. It's like shooting at the sea on the 10th, like the high platform of Wei Palace. Cover it like a bell, like a knight, and Xiong Xing with red petals has horns. A handsome hero with a big beard and face. After leaving the hall, pomegranate became famous, while peach and apricot were ashamed and frivolous. Judy Sinatra, who owns this flower? Nesting birds must be born with Feng Danchu, and falling flowers will become coral trees. Between the five mountains every year, northerners can't see Zhu Yan. I am willing to fly for the world, I don't know how to get cold. —— ICBC, Chen Qing
Ten-foot coral is kapok, and the flowers are red, which is fresher than the morning glow. The trees in Tiannan are all bonfires, not as pitiful as Panzhihua! The towering Gu Gan vies for the plate, and the flowers are leafless. White-edged butterfly cocoon, braised hibiscus sand -Qing Qu Dajun
6. Huang Qiao's poems describing dusk.
Words describing dusk are:
The sunset glow is colorful and mottled with light and shadow. The sunset glow drops a little, and the sunset in the west is like blood, filled with smoke. The bird returns to the lantern in Hualin. At the beginning of the night, the sun sets, and the sun sets. The sun is setting all over the sky. The setting sun is melting gold, the setting sun is getting thinner, and the setting sun is getting thinner in Sang Yu. The west wind is fading, and the twilight is boundless.
Poems describing dusk are:
1, with the twilight shadow in my heart, I have driven ahead in Leyou tombs. Sunset, infinitely beautiful, only near dusk.
2. When Jiang Hui saw the flower watch, he knew it was at the west gate of Xunyang. Or go to a lonely boat for three or four miles, and the hookah sand rain will come to dusk.
3. Xilong instruments are quiet and the bells and drums are long. Who is the companion sitting alone at dusk? Wei Zihua versus Ziweilang.
At dusk, Nansha ebbs, the moonlight is covered with sand, and autumn snow is falling. Hydrology is neither smoky nor swaying, and the plain is cold and empty.
5. The art gallery is singing and dancing, and the club goes to the club to see it. The dragon is the companion of Jiang Loushi, but he still needs to lean on the fence at dusk.
6. In front of the independent Buddhist temple at dusk, there are trees and cicadas all over the ground. Generally, the heart is always bitter at four o'clock, and the time of heartache is autumn.
7, the ancient locust smoke is sparse and sad, independent dusk. Looking south, a flock of new geese went to Tingzhou.
8, the fog is thick and the clouds are light and always sad, the mind is refreshed, and the golden beast disappears. The festival is also a double ninth festival, and the jade pillow gauze kitchen is half cold at night. Dongli drinks until dusk, and faint chrysanthemum fragrance overflows his sleeves. Do not die. West wind blinds, people are thinner than yellow flowers.
The sentences describing dusk are:
1, the sunset left a long shadow, a piece of blood red. ..... The sky soon darkened, grape-colored dusk, purple dusk. Covered with citrus forests and narrow Gua Tian; The sun is a kind of squeezed grape purple mixed with burgundy red.
2. Every evening, the thick and heavy clouds in the sky can only be blown into crimson clouds with a little gap in the sunset, just like a fish rolling golden scales occasionally in the rough sea.
There is always a smell of cooking smoke in the evening air, mixed with all kinds of dishes on the warm table, and mixed into a special taste. This taste is not only an olfactory experience, but also a tactile and psychological experience. Always warm, practical and reunion.
The sky is getting dark and the sunset is like blood, slowly covering the whole xx Mountain. There is only a sunset glow on the horizon. He stood at the top of the mountain, and the breeze passed by him. Although it is summer, he still feels a little chilly. He stood there quietly, saying nothing, as if nothing existed.
There is always no sense of demarcation at night. God, whether it's black or not; The light, should I turn it on or not? Should the curtains be closed or not?
6. The sun has passed through at night.
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