1. Who knows the poems, sentences and words that describe the sun?
The poem about the sun is Ruan Ji's "Eighty-two Songs" in which the thirty-two morning suns no longer shine, and the daytime Suddenly the west is quiet.
His thirty-five years passed away in time, and the morning dew carried the sun. I would like to hold the hoe and the bridle, and the light will not change during the day.
"Song of the Fire Hunter" The sun sets in the west, and the moon rises in the Danyuan. The yang essence is hidden, and the yin light takes over.
One of the "Thirteen Poems of Huaihuai" is Qingyang Yao Ling, with gentle style and appearance. Tomorrow will reflect the sky, and the dew will cover the sky.
The clouds gather in four directions during the seven dynasties and spread out day and night. The scenery is shining brightly, but the stars may be bad.
Ai Qing's poem: "The Sun" From the ancient tombs, from the dark ages, from the other side of the stream of human death, the sun is like a wheel of fire whirling above the sand dunes. He rolls towards me with his unconcealable The light breathes life, makes the tall trees dance to him, makes the rivers rush to him with wild songs, and when he comes, I hear the winter chrysalis turning underground. The masses speak loudly in the square. The city calls in the distance with steel and electricity. He then abandoned my stale soul by the riverside. My heart was torn apart by the hands of fire. I have faith in the rebirth of mankind. The sun chanted (Wen Yiduo) Oh, the sun, it hurts my heart! It also forced away the wanderer's dream of returning home, and added to his twelve hours of nine-winded ileum. The sun, the sun that burns like fire! The dew that dries the tips of the grass can dry the cold tears of wanderers.
O sun, the sun driven by six dragons! Why not just run through five years in one day to save me from this daily reprieve? O sun--the swift golden bird--the sun! Let me ride you around the earth once a day, and I can see my hometown once a day! Sun, the new rising sun at the corner of the building! Didn’t he just come from our east? Is my hometown still safe at this moment? Sun, the sun of my hometown! The palace willows in Beijing are wrapped in autumn, right? well! I am as haggard as late autumn! The sun, the ever-running sun! You seem homeless too. ah! Your life experience and mine are equally unimaginable! Oh, the sun, the sun that never ceases to improve itself! The big universe is your hometown.
Possibly point me in the direction of my hometown? Sun, this is not like my mountains and rivers, sun! The storm here has a different color, and the tunes sang by the birds here are particularly sad. O sun, sun of living fire! But who doesn’t know that you are passionate in the eastern half of the world and at the same time wise in the western half of the world? The sun is also the sun of my hometown! Now that I can't go back to my old hometown, I still feel like I have to take you as my hometown.
O sun, the sun that shines with all its merciful light! When I see you in the future, I will go home once; my hometown is not on earth but in heaven! Qu Yuan - "Nine Songs·Dongjun" Tun is about to come out of the east, and the hibiscus shines on my threshold; the horses are driving safely, and the night is bright and clear; riding on the dragon's chariot [1], riding on the thunder, carrying the cloud flag, we are waiting 〔2〕Snake〔3〕; It is long and restless, and it is about to go up, and the heart is low and it is caring; the sound and color of the Qiang are entertaining, and the spectators are depressed. 〔4〕It forgets to return; 〔6〕; The whistle blows and the yu is played, and the spirit is protected by the virtuous girl〔7〕; The 翾〔8〕 flies over the green pastures, showing poems and dancing; in response to the rhythm, it is in harmony with the festival〔8〕, the spirit comes and comes to the sun. ; The blue clouds are dressed in white neon clothes, and the long arrows are raised to shoot at the wolf; the remaining arcs are fallen, and the Beidou aids are drinking cinnamon pulp; the remaining bridles are high and the camels are soaring, and they are traveling eastward [9]. Note: 〔1〕: The sound "zhou" is originally the crossbar of the shaft of a chariot, and generally refers to a chariot.
[2]: The sound is "danger". 〔3〕: The sound is "yi".
〔4〕: The sound is "dan", which means tranquility. 〔5〕: Pronounced "geng".
〔6〕: The sound is "ju", and the wooden frame on which the bell and chime is hung. 〔7〕: The sound is "bitter".
〔8〕: Pronounced "Xuan". 〔9〕: Pronounced "hang".
Dongjun: Sun God. Tun: Big, this refers to the rising sun.
I: The witch who welcomes the gods calls herself. sill: railing.
Fuso: the place where the sun rises in mythology. Yu: Call yourself.
An: Where. Jiaojiao: bright appearance.
Already: Already. The above four lines are sung by witches.
Dragon car: A car with dragon patterns. Riding on thunder: using thunder as a wheel.
Cloud flag: Use clouds as flags. Weishe: long appearance.
Chang Taixi: Sigh deeply. Low wandering: meaning wandering.
Gu Qing: The look of attachment that can’t bear to leave. Qiang: a word in Chu dialect.
Sound and color: refers to the music and beauty in sacrifices. 憺: It means immersing yourself in it.
Ruise: Tighten the strings on the lute. Jiaogu: Relative drumming.
Xiao Zhong: A kind of bell that uses the sky to play music. Yao Chan: A hanging chime-like musical instrument stand decorated with jade.
Chi: A horizontally blown instrument. Yu: A vertically blown multi-wind instrument.
Lingbao: Lingsha. 姱: Beautiful.
The above ten sentences are all from Dongjun’s tone. Yifei: fly briskly.
Cuizeng: It was supposed to be a "Zeng", but it was an error caused by copying. Zu Zeng: that is, "sudden Zeng", which means to lift up quickly.
This sentence describes the dancing posture of the spirit shaman when he dances. Poetry Exhibition: Everyone comes to recite poetry.
Dance: dance together. Rhythm: The rhythm in music.
Stanza: The beat in music. Spirit: group of witches.
Block out the sun: protect the sun. The above four lines are sung by the witches who welcome the gods.
Yunyi and Nishang: both refer to the clothing of spiritual witches. Sirius: star name, the star of the west.
Yu: Dongjun calls himself. Arc: Star name, southeast of Wolf Star.
Anti: that is, "return". Aid: support.
Beidou: star name. Drink osmanthus pulp: Pour the wine pulp made from osmanthus flowers.
The above four sentences describe the sun gradually setting in the west and night coming from Dongjun's perspective. Written by: Hand held.
Yu: Dongjun calls himself. Camel: It was supposed to be "Chi", which was an error caused by copying.
Yao Mingming: Dark appearance. Eastbound: Head eastward.
This is to prepare for the sunrise of the next day by heading east underground after the sun sets. Appreciation: This article is an ode to the sun worshiped by the Chu people.
The Sun Yin (Wen Yiduo) The sun hurts my heart! It also forced away the wanderer's dream of returning home, and added to his twelve hours of nine-winded ileum. The sun, the sun that burns like fire! The dew that dries the tips of the grass can dry the cold tears of wanderers.
O sun, the sun driven by six dragons! Why not just run through five years in one day to save me from this daily reprieve? O sun--the swift golden bird--the sun! Let me ride you around the earth once a day, and I can see my hometown once a day! Sun, the new rising sun at the corner of the building! Didn’t he just come from our east? Is my hometown still safe at this moment? Sun, the sun of my hometown! The palace willows in Beijing are wrapped in autumn, right? well! I am as haggard as late autumn! The sun, the ever-running sun! You seem homeless too. ah! Your life experience and mine are equally unimaginable! Oh, the sun, the sun that never ceases to improve itself! The big universe is your hometown.
Possibly point me in the direction of my hometown? Sun, this is not like my mountains and rivers, too. 2. 5 poems with the word "日"
The incense burner produces purple smoke in the sunshine, and the waterfall Kageqianchuan can be seen in the distance.
The spring mountain is warm and the sun is gentle, and the curtains of the pavilion are closed.
The setting sun is setting in the isolated village, and the old trees are covered in light smoke with jackdaws. Under the shadow of a little Feihong, there are green mountains and green waters, white grass, red leaves and yellow flowers.
Since ancient times, autumn has been a sad and lonely time. I say that autumn is better than spring.
The red sun is scorching like fire, and the fields and rice are half withered.
The scenery is different when autumn comes in the fortress, but the geese in Hengyang leave without paying attention. Sounds echoed from all sides. Thousands of miles away, the long smoke sets and the sun sets, solitary city closed.
Touring the five lakes at sunset, the mist is full of sadness. Who will ask about the ups and downs of the ages?
Floating clouds can always block the sun, and the absence of Chang'an makes people sad.
Hai Ri is born and the night is over, and Jiang Chun is entering the old year.
A hundred years will make a hundred more years, and you must still love today (Wang Shizhen, Ming Dynasty)
Fame is nothing, not as good as the two tides of the Hanjiang River (Lu You, Song Dynasty)
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I am willing to work hard all my life to make you happy today (Five Dynasties·Niu Qiao)
The lonely smoke is straight in the desert, and the sun sets in the long river (Tang Dynasty·Wang Wei)
The wind is uncertain , people are still at first, the path will be full of red when the sun sets tomorrow (Zhang Xian, Song Dynasty)
I just feel that I was happy to wait for the sun, but all the precious moments are always wasted (Yuan Mei, Qing Dynasty)
The four seasons are lovely Only in spring, a young man can do anything crazy (Republic of China, Wang Guowei)
The sun has always been short of a long rope (Tang Dynasty, Li Shangyin)
The river flows day and night, and the guest's heart is still sad (Southern and Northern Dynasties, Southern and Northern Dynasties) Xie Tiao)
When the sun reaches the end of the mountains, the Yellow River flows into the sea, if you want to see a thousand miles away, you can reach a higher level (Wang Zhihuan of the Tang Dynasty)
When singing in the daytime, you must indulge in drinking, and you will be young. Returning home with good friends (Du Fu, Tang Dynasty)
If you have wine today, you will be drunk today, and tomorrow will bring you sorrow. (Luo Feng, Tang Dynasty)
I must be completely drunk to see you off today, and I will look after you tomorrow. A Long Reminiscing Road (Jia Zhi, Tang Dynasty)
I will catch the general today, but this time I will lose my old scalp (Yang Pu’s wife, Song Dynasty)
The sun rises in the east and rains in the west, the way is Even if there is no sunshine, there will still be sunshine (Liu Yuxi, Tang Dynasty)
Singing to wine, life is like dew in the morning, the past days are full of hardships (Cao Cao, Wei Dynasty)
How many days can you be happy for a hundred years? , One confidant is rare (He Lanting, Qing Dynasty)
There is no need to worry about the sunset on a long journey. When you are old, you will always hope that the river is clear (Gu Yanwu, Ming Dynasty)
There is no war in the wilderness and the sky is clear The sound of the sound, forty thousand rebels died on the same day (Du Fu, Tang Dynasty)
Thousands of red trees and clouds in the mountains, looking at each other's wine, the sun gets darker (Weizhuang, Tang Dynasty)
Thousands of miles apart, The long smoke sets and the lonely city is closed (Fan Zhongyan, Song Dynasty)
No man is good for a thousand days, and flowers are red for a hundred days (Shi Naian, Yuan Dynasty)
People say that the setting sun is the end of the world, as far as the eye can see No Home at the End of the World (Li Gou, Song Dynasty)
When the sun rises, the flowers on the river are as red as fire, and when spring comes, the water is as green as blue (Bai Juyi, Tang Dynasty)
If you eat three hundred lychees a day, you might as well grow a long tree Lingnan native (Su Shi of the Song Dynasty) 3. What are the poems praising the sun?
Poems praising the sun
The sun shines through the pond, and thin clouds pile up on the water vapor.
——"The long sentence play in the mountains is presented to Zhou Fu and Zhuxian Cheng" Lu You
The Ge boat flies through the waves, and the iron cavalry shoots the sun. ——"Wine on the River" Lu You
I was shocked to see the bright light of day, and I felt ashamed that it was not a Qingyun instrument. ——"The Supplements of the First Teaching" by Bai Juyi
The incense burner in the sunshine produces purple smoke, and the waterfall Guaqianchuan can be seen in the distance. ——"Looking at the Lushan Waterfall" Li Bai
Sighing at the gap in the west window, the sun is shining brightly at the beginning of the twilight. ——"Window Sun" Huang Tingjian
The lonely smoke is straight in the desert, and the sun is setting in the long river. ——"Envoy to the Fortress" Wang Wei
When the sun rises, the flowers on the river are as red as fire, and when spring comes, the river is as green as blue. ——"Remembering the South of the Yangtze River" Bai Juyi
The white sunlight is reflected next to it, and the misty and light glow is reflected. ——"The Third Peak" Chang Jian
The shallow stream is broken by the sunlight, and the wild forest is towering and the sky is covered with long shadows. ——"Send Ping Fu's Brother to Quzhou Road" Wang Anshi
Thousands of households always exchange new peaches for old charms. ——"Yuan Ri" Wang Anshi
The sun rises in the southeast corner, shining on my Qin family building. ——"Han Yuefu?" Mulberry on Moshang"
Entering the ancient temple early in the morning, the first sun shines on the high forest. ——"Inscribed on the Zen Temple behind the Poshan Temple" Chang Jian
The sun sets over the mountains and the Yellow River flows into the sea. ——"Climbing the Stork Tower" by Wang Zhihuan
In the flat autumn sunshine of Baima Lake, purple water chestnuts fly like brocade luan. ——"Xianghe Song Ci·Cai Ling Xing" Liu Yuxi
The sunset is infinitely beautiful, but it is almost dusk. ——"Le Youyuan" Li Shangyin
The front door is full of sunshine, and half of the atrium is filled with snow and water. ——"Early Spring" Bai Juyi
Ninety-nine spring light fights the sun, and the mountain city's slope road is fragrant with apricot flowers. ——"Spring Scenery" Li Shangyin
The sun sets over the mountains, and the Yellow River flows with people. ——"Climbing the Stork Tower" by Wang Zhihuan
Three thousand servants in Zhe robes are standing by the pond, and their red makeup illuminates the sunlight flowing into the abyss. ——"Book of Han Qian Herding Horses" by Su Shi
The sun's red light is not shining well, and the bright moon temporarily enters the city. ——"Two Poems on Li Flowers" by Han Yu
I am worried about the arrival of the cypress, and I am only afraid of the slanting sun. ——"Twenty Poems on Harmony with Spring" by Bai Juyi
Floating clouds obscure the sun. A sad wind arose. ——"Miscellaneous Poems" Cao Zhi
Thousands of miles of yellow clouds and white sun, and the north wind blows wild geese and snow. ——"Farewell to Dongda" Gao Shi
The spring light is shining every day, and the mountain city's slope road is fragrant with apricot flowers. ——"Day by day" Li Shangyin
Starting from the north of Chonggang, the sunshine stays. ——"Sending Praise to the Master" Du Fu
The bright winter sunshine is so lovely. ——"Freedom" Bai Juyi
In late spring in March, the Wu Gorge is long, and the bright clouds float and the sun shines. ——"Immediate Matter" Du Fu
When the sun rises, the flowers on the river are as red as fire, and when spring comes, the river is as green as blue. ——"Recalling Jiangnan" Bai Juyi
Waves of sunlight turn up the building. The smoky view from the window floats in the air. ——"Ti Bizao Xuan" Tang Yin
The low and raised gold cup shines in the early sunlight. ——"Huang Kui" Su Shi
At dusk, the mountains are far away, the sky is cold and the white house is poor. ——"The Master of Staying at Furong Mountain in the Snow" Liu Changqing
I want to take advantage of the sun and the moon. ——"Langtaosha Looking at the Sea" Nalan Xingde
Chiri, the mountains and rivers are beautiful, and the spring breeze is fragrant with flowers and grass. ——"Quequatrains" by Du Fu
The bamboo is spinning silk to pick up the net cart, and the cicadas are making noise alone in the slanting sun. ——"Thirteen Poems of Nanyuan" Li He
The sun is overcast and the light is dim, and the autumn atmosphere is gloomy. ——"Li Maozhen Garden" Su Shi
The lotus leaves touching the sky are infinitely green, and the lotus flowers reflecting the sun are uniquely red. ——"Walking off to Lin Zifang at dawn from Jingci Temple" Yang Wanli
At dawn, the stars appear, and in the evening, the sun hangs. ——"Ode to Red Persimmons" by Liu Yuxi
The green mountains on both sides of the strait stand out from each other, and the solitary sail is coming from the sun. ——"Looking at Tianmen Mountain" Li Bai
The sunlight slants on Jilingtai, and the mangrove flowers bloom to welcome the dawn dew. ——"Two Poems on Ji Ling Tai" by Zhang Hu
Ancient poems praising the sun
"Wanglu Mountain Waterfall" by Li Bai
The incense burner in Rizhao produces purple smoke, and the waterfall is seen in the distance Kake Maekawa.
The flying stream falls three thousand feet, and it is suspected that the Milky Way has fallen into the sky.
"The Envoy to the Fortress" Wang Wei
The bicycle wants to ask about the side, but the country has passed by Juyan.
Zheng Peng left Hansai, returned to Yan and entered Hutian.
The desert is solitary and the smoke is straight, and the sun is setting over the long river.
Xiao Guan selects candidates for riding, and all of them are protected by Yan Ran.
"Remembering Jiangnan"
Jiangnan is good, and the scenery is familiar to me. When the sun rises, the flowers on the river are as red as fire, and when spring comes, the river is as green as blue. Can you not remember Jiangnan?
"Ode to the Dusk River" by Bai Juyi
A ray of setting sun spreads over the water, half of the river is rustling and half of the river is red.
Poor on the third night of September, the dew is like pearls and the moon is like a bow.
"Flower Shadow" by Su Shi
One after another on the Yaotai, I called the boy several times but couldn't leave.
The sun has just taken away the world, but the bright moon has taught me to see the future.
"Autumn Miscellaneous Xing" Fan Chengda
Even doing things is enough for fun, so why bother with such things! Cang Yun is like green jade, and the countryside is like a valley.
Come under the west window, life and death are in the mud. There are diseased leaves at the edge of the insect, and the soil is thin and there are no new branches.
The sun is not tilted towards me, and the shadow of the eaves is a shield. In the past, there were only single pines and cypresses, but now they are like plum blossoms and willows.
"Xiaoyao Ode" by Emperor Taizong of the Song Dynasty
The world of gods is pure and empty, and some are close to others and others are distant.
How can cultivation teach people knowledge of the world? Returning to true nature is where the sun resides.
The three-day fixed phase is obtained from the Xuanzhong, and one breath needs to be heard to be more wonderful.
His luck is different from his past. He always comes from seeing Kung Fu. 4. What are the poems praising the sun?
Praise to the Sun Author: Guo Moruo The deep blue sea is turbulent and the tide is heading east.
The radiant land is about to appear——the new-born sun! The cloud islands in the sky and sea are as bright as fire! I wish I could eliminate all the obstacles in front of me! Appeared! Appeared! Geng Jingjing's white burning round light! From my eyes there are infinite golden threads flying towards the sun. Sun! I stand on the edge of the sea with my back and my head staring at you.
The sun! If you don’t shine a bright light on me, I won’t go back! Sun! Please always shine in front of me and never turn back! Sun! When I turned my eyes away from you, there was darkness on all sides! Sun! Please turn my whole life into a stream of bright red blood! Sun! Please turn all my poems into golden floats! Sun! The Yun Dao in my heart has also smiled as vividly as fire! Sun! Please always listen, listen to the angry waves in my heart! The Sun (Modern Poetry) In the morning, you can look at my red face to your heart’s content. I am a shy veiled bride. At dusk, you can look at my red face to your heart’s content. I am a free and easy drunken girl. But at noon, I refuse to go straight. I will burn my eyes by looking at them. Not all wonderful things can be appreciated. Heading towards the sun (modern poetry). The migratory birds flying far away are not afraid of the obstacles of the dangerous passes in the mountains. The migrating Tibetan antelopes are not afraid of the hissing wind and poaching in the desert. The wind and rain of the hunter's journey cannot stop the pace of progress. The thorns everywhere inspire the fighting spirit. The pioneers move forward bravely with confidence and strength. Shake off the dust of the years and wash away the haze in the heart. 2007 is a new starting point. We bathe in another ray of colorful sunshine and hold a handful of holiness. The auspicious snow picked up a frozen window flower and we headed towards the sun. The tide of spring surged under the glacier. The joyful movement was already singing Ruan Ji's "Eighty-two Songs" in the rhythm of winter. The thirty-two morning suns are no longer in full bloom and white. The sun suddenly disappears in the west. His thirty-five years passed away with time, and the morning dew carried the sun.
I am willing to hold the xi and the bridle, and the day will not change the light. "Song of the Firefighter" The sun sets in the west, and the moon rises in the Danyuan.
The yang essence is hidden from view, and the yin light becomes the hero. "Thirteen Poems of Huaihua" One: Qingyang Yao Ling, gentle and graceful.
Tomorrow will reflect the sky, and the dew will cover the sky. The clouds gather four times in the seven mornings and disperse at dusk.
The scenery shines brightly, but the stars sometimes fail. Ai Qing's poem: "The Sun" From the ancient tombs, from the dark ages, from the other side of the stream of human death, like a fire wheel whirling on the sand dunes, the sun rolls towards me. With its unconcealable light, it breathes life and makes tall trees flourish. The rivers danced to him with wild songs, and when he came I heard the winter chrysalis turning underground, the crowds spoke loudly in the square, the city called him from afar with steel and electricity, and my heart was filled with The hand of fire tears apart the stale soul and abandons it on the river bank. I have faith in the rebirth of mankind. The sun chants (Wen Yiduo) The sun, it hurts my heart! It also forced away the wanderer's dream of returning home, and added to his twelve hours of nine-winded ileum.
The sun, the sun that burns like fire! It dries the dew on the tips of the grass, and dries the cold tears in the wanderer's eyes. O sun, the sun driven by six dragons! So that I don't have to suffer this daily reprieve, why not just run through the five years as if they were one day? O sun--the swift golden bird--the sun! Let me ride you around the earth once a day, and I can see my hometown once a day! Sun, the new rising sun at the corner of the building! Didn’t he just come from our east? Is my hometown still safe at this moment? Sun, the sun of my hometown! The palace willows in Beijing are wrapped in autumn, right? well! I am as haggard as late autumn! The sun, the ever-running sun! You seem homeless too.
Ah! Your life experience and mine are equally unimaginable! Oh, the sun, the sun that never ceases to improve itself! The big universe is your hometown. Maybe point me in the direction of my hometown? Sun, this is not like my mountains and rivers, sun! The storm here has a different color, and the songs the birds sing are particularly sad.
O sun, sun of the fire of life! But who doesn’t know that you are passionate in the eastern half of the world and at the same time wise in the western half of the world? The sun is also the sun of my hometown! Now that I can't go back to my old hometown, I still have to pay for myself by calling you my hometown. O sun, merciful sun that shines all over! When I see you in the future, I will go home once; my hometown is not on earth but in heaven.
5. Two poems describing the sun
1. The sun is shining over the mountains, and the Yellow River flows into the sea. If you want to see a thousand miles away, go to the next level. ——Wang Zhihuan, "Climbing the Stork Tower"
2. When the sun rises, the flowers on the river are as red as the fire, and when spring comes, the river is as green as blue. ——Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty
3. Entering the ancient temple early in the morning, the first sun shines on the high forest. ——Chang Jian's "Inscription on the Zen Temple Behind Poshan Temple"
4. Far up the Hanshan Mountain, the stone path is slanted, and there are people living in the white clouds. Stop and sit in the maple forest at night, the leaves are as red as the flowers in February due to frost. ——Du Mu's "Mountain Journey"
5. The sea is full of sunshine and the night is over, and Jiang Chun is entering the old year.
6. There are no people in the empty mountain, but you can hear people's voices. Returning to the deep forest, the light shines on the moss again. ——Wang Wei's "Deer and Chai"
7. The scenery is different when autumn comes under Saixia, but the geese in Hengyang leave without paying attention. Sounds echoed from all sides. Thousands of miles away, the long smoke sets and the sun sets, solitary city closed.
8. Floating clouds can always cover the sun, and the absence of Chang'an makes people sad.
9. Since ancient times, autumn has been sad and lonely. I say that autumn is better than spring.
10. The setting sun is setting in the isolated village, and the jackdaws are smoking in the old trees. Under the shadow of a little Feihong, there are green mountains and green waters, white grass, red leaves and yellow flowers.