1. Famous quotes or verses about fire and light

Life should be like a candle, burning from top to bottom, always bright. ——Xiao Chunu

People full of joy and fighting spirit always welcome thunder and sunshine with joy. —— Huxley

Hope is attached to existence. When there is existence, there is hope, and when there is hope, there is light. ——Lu Xun

The volcano should be even hotter in June, and there will be no pedestrians at the Chiting crossing. ---Cen Shen

The sun is like fire, traveling thousands of miles upward. ---Bai Juyi

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 the south. ---Bai Juyi

During the day, I climbed the mountain to watch the beacon fire, and at dusk, I drank my horse by the river. ---Li Qi

Thousands of hammers carved out the deep mountains, and the fire burned them as if nothing happened. ---Yu Qian

Warmly embracing the red fire and scratching his white hair. ---Bai Juyi

The fire has died down, and the leaves have been sparse for ten years. ---Bai Juyi

New fires and new smoke rise in the morning, and the lake is full of spring scenery and clear of passenger ships. ---Du Fu

The fire cloud seems to be extinguished at first, and the dawn corner is slightly clear. ---Du Mu

When the beacon fire came in, the pursuers set off. ---Chen Ziang 2. Poems containing light and fire

Stand up and look at Nanshan, the mountain fire burns the mountains and fields.

The war rages on for three months, and a letter from home is worth ten thousand gold. The purpose of fire is to burn the sacrifices, and the salt is used to cleanse the sacrifices. Fire symbolizes sacrifice, while salt symbolizes reconciliation and balance.

The wildfires cannot be burned out, and the spring breeze blows up again. Looking at the Nanshan Mountains, the mountain fires burn the mountains and fields. When the sun rises, the flowers on the river are as red as fire. When spring comes, the water on the river is as green as blue. When the sand hits the stone fire, the burning bamboo shines on the fishing boats.

Fire rice is harvested early in the summer, sea pepper blooms late in the spring and miasma flowers bloom late in the cold night. Du Lei Guests come to drink tea on a cold night, and the bamboo stove soup is boiling and the fire is just beginning to turn red. The moon in front of the window is the same, but it is different that there are plum blossoms.

Quatrains by Wu Jiaji The white-headed stove household has a low thatched house, beside the fire of frying salt in June. In the hot sun before walking out, I take a moment to enjoy the cool air.

Li He's little eagle has its wings tilted, and its roots are made of jade flowers. In autumn, the hanging makeup is made up of grains of millet, and the arrows are nailed to the asparagus bamboo.

The baboon cries in the deep bamboo and the old wet sand. The palace officials burned wax fire, and the flying embers polluted the lead.

Shenxian Li He The witch poured wine into the sky, and the jade furnace charcoal fire was fragrant. The ghosts of Poseidon Mountain are in the seat, and paper money is rustling in the whirlwind.

The acacia wood is covered with golden luan, and the moths are chewed and flicked again and again. Calling on the stars and ghosts on cups and plates, the mountains are full of ghosts and people are in the cold.

The sun is low and the bay is low in the south, and the beauty is always there. The god was so angry that he rejoiced and sent his thousands of horses back to the mountains. 3. 10 poems about fire

"Grass" Bai Juyi: The wildfires will not burn out, and the spring breeze will blow again. "Night Mooring on the Maple Bridge" Zhang Ji: The moon is setting, the crows are crows, and the sky is full of frost, and the river maples and fishing fires are against melancholy. Yuan Jie's "The thieves retreated and reported to the officials and the preface": Those who ordered the conscripts were forced to burn like fire. Li Qi's "Listening to the sound of Dong Da playing the Hujia and sending messages to the house to help": In ancient garrison, the beacon fire was cold, and the wilderness was heavy and snowy. Bai. Han Yu's "Mountain Stone": The monk said that the Buddhist paintings on the ancient walls are good, and what can be seen by using fire to illuminate them is rare. Han Yu: "Visiting the Gate Tower of Suisu Yue Temple in Hengyue Temple": The fire dimension, the desolate ground, the feet of monsters, and the false gods in the sky are dedicated to them. Xiong. Han Yu: "Song of the Stone Drum": The rain is drenched by the sun, the wild fire is burning, and the ghosts are guarding it [扌为]. The shepherd boy is beating the horn of the fire-burning ox, who is rubbing his hand again? Gao Shi: "Preface to the Journey of Yan Ge": The school captain Yu Shu flies over the vast sea, and Chanyu's hunting fire shines on Langshan. Li Qi: "Ancient Army March": Climb the mountain to watch the beacon fire during the day, and drink horses by the Jiao River at dusk. Wang Wei: " "Daughter's Journey to Luoyang": The dawn of spring extinguishes nine tiny fires, and nine tiny pieces of flying flowers are scattered. Du Fu: "Spring Outlook": The beacon fire lasts for three months, and letters from home are worth tens of thousands of gold. Meng Haoran: "Qingming Day Banquet at the Taoist Priest's Room with Plum Blossoms": Danzao At the beginning of the fire, the peaches are blooming. Ancestor chant: "Wang Jimen": The beacon fire on the battlefield invades Hu Yue, and the clouds and mountains on the seaside embrace Jicheng. Wang Wei: "Jiyu Wangchuanzhuang Zuo": The rain and sky are empty, and the fireworks are late, and the quinoa is steaming. Cooking millet in the East□ ("Zi" removes three o'clock water and adds grass head). Li Shangyin: "Sui Palace": There are no fireflies in the rotten grass today, but in ancient times there were dusk crows in the weeping poplars. Bai Juyi: "Ask Liu Nineteenth": Green ants New fermented wine, small red clay stove. Zhang Ji: "Night Mooring at Maple Bridge": The moon is setting, crows are crying, the sky is covered with frost, the river maple fishing fire is against the sleepy people. Zhang Hu: "Inscription on Jinling Ferry": The tide is falling at night, the moon is slanting over the river, two The three-star fire is Guazhou. Playing with fire and snow, Bai Juyi's beloved one in his life, loves fire and pities the snow. Fire is the spring of the twelfth lunar month, and the snow is the cloudy moon. The goose feathers are falling, and the beast's charcoal is first broken. The white salt is cold, The furnace is filled with red jade heat. A little while, the cup is stirred, and the music gradually begins. But I know the reason for the joy, but I don't know the season of drunkenness. The silver plate is piled with catkins, and the sleeves are filled with qiong shavings. I am worried that it will be sold tomorrow, so I say farewell to the years. . Fire Du Fu Chu Mountain experienced fire in the moon, and severe droughts occurred. The old custom was to burn dragons, which caused panic and thunderstorms. The explosions inlaid the demons and wept, and the frozen mist collapsed. Hundreds of waves fell and boiled, and their roots were eternal. The green forest was ashes, and the clouds There is no place. It is very impressive at night, and the new autumn shines on the cowgirl. The wind blows the giant flames, and the rivers rise into smoke columns. The power and customs burn Kunlun, and the light spreads across the continent. The fish is so fishy that it burns long snakes, and the roars entangle tigers. The sacred objects have flown high. , there is no stone or earth. You would rather slander, and you will be insulted by being close to your relatives. The officials in Boguan are worried, and they are even ignorant of the spirit master. Whoever moves far away will be afraid of being blocked by the ring. Lying in the river pavilion sweating, the deeper breath is like thread..

4. Poems about fire

Xin Qiji - "The Sapphire Case"

The east wind blows thousands of flowers and trees at night, and even blows them down, and the stars are like rain. BMW's carved cars fill the road with fragrance.

The phoenix flute sounded, the jade pot flickered, and fish and dragons danced all night.

The golden strands of moth snow and willow trees are filled with laughter and hidden fragrance.

The crowd looked for him thousands of times, but suddenly looking back, he was there, in a dimly lit place.

"Ask Liu Nineteenth"

Bai Juyi

Green ants' new fermented wine, small red clay stove.

It’s snowing in the evening, can you have a drink?

The wild fire cannot be burned out, but the spring breeze blows and regenerates --- Bai Juyi wrote a poem to bid farewell to the grass in the ancient plains

The fire flows in July, and the clothes are given in September --- The Book of Songs

There are layers of peach and plum blossoms on the mountain, and fireworks in the clouds are home to people. Silver and gold hairpins are used to carry water, long knives and short hats are used to burn rice. ---Zhuzhi Ci Liu Yuxi

After a cold meal, I sobered up but consulted. Don't think about your old country with old friends, and try new tea with new fire. Poetry and wine take advantage of the youth. --- Su Dongpo's "Looking to the South of the Yangtze River" 5. Poems with lights

Xin Qiji's "The Sapphire Case"

The east wind blows thousands of flowers and trees at night, and even blows down the stars like rain. BMW The fragrance of carvings filled the road. The sound of phoenixes rustled, the light of jade pots turned, and fish and dragons danced all night.

The golden strands of snow willows in E'er filled the road with laughter and secret fragrance. The crowd searched for him thousands of times, and suddenly looked back, that But people are there, in dimly lit places.

"Encouragement to Study" by Yan Zhenqing

The lights are on at three o'clock and the chickens are on at five o'clock, which is when men are studying. Black-haired people don't know how to study diligently early, and white-haired people regret studying late.

"Night Mooring at Maple Bridge" by Zhang Ji

The moon is setting, crows are crying, and the sky is covered with frost. Jiang Feng, fishing fire, sleeps in sorrow. At Hanshan Temple outside Gusu City, the bell rang for the passenger ship at midnight.

"Sheng Cha Zi·Yuan Xiu" Ouyang Xiu

On the Lantern Festival last year, the lights in the flower market were as bright as day. On the top of the willow tree in the moonlight, people meet at dusk. On Yuan Ye this year, the moon and lights are still the same. I can't see the people from last year, but the sleeves of spring clothes are full of tears

Wang Anshi (The lights have been turned off for the first half of the first month) The lights have been turned off for the first half of the first month, and the flowers in the south and north of the mountain are in chaos. I heard that the new water in the pavilion is full of water. I ride a horse and go through the clouds to find a companion. But the plain curtains of the monk's bed are blowing, and the spring breeze is warm over thousands of rocks and valleys. As soon as the pipe is loosened, there is a sad and urgent sound, and the dream is broken. Looking out the window to the west, the day is still too short. 6. Poems about lights

Little Taohong

Water lanterns on the river bank

Thousands of lights are on the Spring Bridge,

Ten miles of light shine together , the dancing phoenix and the flying luan are wonderful.

Poor Xiao, the waves surged out of Penglai Island.

Cigarettes are floating randomly, music and music are noisy, and they are flying up to the waist of the jade building.

Source: Yuan-Yongxi Village

Dielianhua

Shangyuan, Mizhou

Three or five nights of lights in Qiantang,

The bright moon is like frost,

It shines upon people like a picture.

The incense of sheng was blown under the tent, and musk deer was spitting out.

There was no trace of dust following the horse.

People in lonely mountain towns are old!

Beating drums and playing flutes,

But he joined the Nongsang Society.

The fire is cold, the lamp is thin and the frost is exposed,

The dim snowy clouds hang down in the wild.

Source: Northern Song Dynasty - Su Shi 7. Poems about lights

1. The lights have been turned off for the first half of the first month, and the flowers in the south and north of the mountain are in chaos.

I heard that the new water in Huanting is full of water. I ride a horse and cross the clouds to find a companion. ——From the Song Dynasty: Wang Anshi's "The Proud Fisherman" Interpretation in vernacular: During the Lantern Festival on the 15th day of the first lunar month, the area around Zhongshan is filled with grassy grass and lush trees. The bustling spring scene makes people forget to leave and feel intoxicated.

The spring rain had just fallen in Taoting, and the poet rode a donkey over the mountains and ridges to enjoy the beautiful scenery. 2. People search for him thousands of times.

Suddenly looking back, that person was there, in a dimly lit place. ——From the Song Dynasty: Xin Qiji's "The Sapphire Case·Yuan Xi" vernacular interpretation: I looked for her in the crowd thousands of times, suddenly turned around, and inadvertently found her in the scattered lights.

3. The lights are on at three o’clock and the chicken is on at five o’clock, which is when men are studying. Black-haired people don't know how to study diligently early, and white-haired people regret studying late.

——From the Tang Dynasty: "Encouraging Learning" by Yan Zhenqing Vernacular interpretation: From midnight to the time when the rooster crows every day, it is the best time for boys to study. When I was young, I only knew how to play and didn't know how to study hard. When I get older, I regret why I didn't know how to study hard when I was young.

4. Tonight, the lights are cold when I send you home. On the river pond, the sheep is crying, but his surname is Yang. ——From the Song Dynasty: Su Shi's "Nanxiangzi·He Yang Yuanshi moved to Mizhou" vernacular interpretation: Tonight I take the broken lantern to send you back, and when I walk across the river, I suddenly see that it is you who is weeping like a sheep. Yang element.

5. The sea and sky are vast in the east, and the mountains and rivers are wide and long. There are lights on all sides of Wanjia City, and in the center of the Milky Way.

——From the Tang Dynasty: Bai Juyi's "Jiang Tower Recruiting Guests at Evening" Vernacular interpretation: Looking eastward from the Jiang Tower at night, the sea and sky are connected, and it is vast; the mountains and rivers are wide and long. Thousands of lights lit up around the city, and a Milky Way reflected in the center of the water.