1. What are the poems describing "Hanzhong"
1. "Presenting Zhang Zhonggu to the Xingyuan Dynasty on the Magnolia Slow Banquet"
Era: Song Dynasty Author: Xin Qiji
The Han industry was established in Hanzhong. I wonder if this place is right or wrong. I want to point my sword at the Three Qin Dynasties, and the king will be proud of it and return eastward after a battle. The pursuit of death is gone now, but the mountains and rivers are full of tears and stained clothes. The setting sun has not broken the dust, and the west wind is full of smoke.
The first book is the Imperial Master. A small trial to conquer the West. He left the feast hastily and hurried away, full of worries about the flags. You are thinking of me, and when you look back, you can see the autumn shadows on the river and the first flight of wild geese. And the four corners of the wheel are too small to reduce the waistline.
2. "Man Jiang Hong·Squad Flag"
Era: Song Dynasty Author: Huang Renjie
The squad flag also urged Yuanrong to lead the guests. The government is ten hectares, the fragrance of lotus is slight, and the smoke of grass is green. The willow trees are new and green, and the water and sky are all the same color. Next to Yeqiao, Rongyu and around Chonghu Lake, on the side of Yancheng. Flowers form an array, and a boat forms a house. Beat the Jie drum and sound the Qiang flute. The cool night breeze comes in, and the wine glass is weak. I think about the useless land of Hanzhong, but I haven't returned to Jinle thousands of miles away. Just look at it and fly to Nanzhou to go to the capital.
3. "Moon Eclipse Poetry"
Era: Tang Dynasty Author: Lu Tong
The bright moon rises from the East China Sea, and the Qingming Festival shines on every hair. When Zhu Xianchu stopped playing, the golden rabbit was in full swing.
Three-five and twenty-eight, when time is full. The toads of Punai swallowed my fragrant cinnamon branches.
I love a bright mirror that is clean, but I love it. If you don't have six feathers, how can you reach the end of the world?
There is a white blade in a square inch, and there is no way to shine brightly. How can I, who is so bright, be deceived by such a small thing?
But he vomited to the sky and Hanzhong, and his soul was weak for a long time. The sun and the moon are still like this, and the kindness of people can be known.
4. "Nanxiangzi inherited the decree of Duke Dong, lived in the seventh rank, was healthy and virtuous, and was sincere"
Era: Yuan Author: Wang Yun
Qing Suo Han Zhonglang. The full sleeves are long and fragrant. I remember writing poems across the river. The air pressure, wind and waves are flying. The lotus torch disperses light at night. There is frost in Tianzhi. From this point on, seventy people with flat heads are called cups. The origin of Hu River.
5. "The Rhymes of Zhang Yan's Poetry in the Zhenyuan Period of the First Lord's Temple"
Era: Song Dynasty Author: Lu You
A cunning thief holds the Supreme Being hostage, and the fate of destiny rests with him.
Little did he know that Emperor Gao’s career started in Hanzhong. 2. Ancient poems or famous sayings about Hanzhong
Sending Fan Twenty-three to Hanzhong as a judge
Du Fu
If the arc of power cannot be stringed, there will be no peace for you. .
The rivers and valleys are filled with blood, and the jackals are boiling and devouring each other.
The emperor came from the north and drove the country into ruins.
He suddenly marched under Qiliang, but crossed the desert.
The two capitals have not yet been captured, but I have gained control of the four poles.
The Han River is desolate and the water is clear, and the Burma is connected to the Huaihu Lake.
The messengers dispersed, but Wang Gang was still in disarray.
Nan Bo was engaged in virtuous conduct, and his conduct as a ruler established relationships with others.
Born to know the Qiyao calendar, and draw the three military positions by hand.
Bingxue is smart and thunderous.
The shogunate quit admonishing officials, but there was no such case in the imperial court.
The Supreme Fang eats on the same day, relying on the blessings of Erbu.
Bu Que marched in at dusk, and Zhu Shi rested in the morning.
When times are tough, we can take long-term measures.
The returning wind blows the single tree, and the sun shines on the arm.
Weeping at the roots of the smoke, the mountain gate is closed.
When people live in rough places, wanderers travel far and wide.
Pei Hui was saddened by the separation, and lived a cramped old life.
Tao Tangge was a remnant, and later Han Dynasty became more emperors.
Hate has never returned to form, and the desire to talk will pass away from now on.
"Travel to Hanzhong" by Huang Shang of the Song Dynasty
Hanzhong is as fertile as Guanzhong, covered in smoke for four to five hundred miles.
The yellow clouds are lingering all day, the summer wheat is ripe, and the autumn wind blows in the desert.
In July and August, a family often collects thousands of bells.
Pedestrians sigh that the local customs are good, but the living conditions are so careless.
The old man held his staff and cried in front of me. This matter is not worthy of the king.
Don’t you see, the army of one hundred thousand is as strong as a wild animal. The oxen can't get enough of the wine, and they can't stop eating the cud and hauling the millet. Although the crops are everywhere,
nine out of ten will be solicited. In front of the army, the rice is more mixed and bought, and the grains are included without any dry residue. The murderous forest plains are rugged,
Even though I eat my flesh, I dare not say anything. The horses in the formation are like clouds moving with thunder and lightning, and their swords and halberds collide with each other in a noisy manner. Taking food from the mouth and biting it with the horse, there is nothing to say when the horse is full and the man is hungry. The officials knew it but sighed,
The common people should be the first to commit theft. The sky is high, the sun is thin, the smoke is cold, and the village is in a depression. Don't ask me how many years I have lived in Hanzhong.
My liver and diaphragm are hard to describe and my eyes are running smoothly. It seems that this spring,
there are four or five states outside the pass. Hungry people have no food,
Hungry people are very hungry. The Tibetan people want to invade the border.
I don’t believe this. Shi Tugou is like this,
Life is worse than death. Death is the end of everything,
Life is the end of everything. The sentimental words turn to sadness,
The wild wind blows the yellow mosaic.
The deserted village sobbed at each other,
She shed tears and asked where we were going. It is not easy to get an official riding a horse.
The emperor pities the baby. The old man has died of old age.
The family has children and grandchildren. May all the wealth and honor be cherished,
Don’t teach me to be like an old man today.
"Returning to the Land of Hanzhong" Song Dynasty. Lu You
The clouds are stacked on the Pingshan Mountain and the moon is on the tour, and the horse's hooves are happy to tread Liangzhou for the first time.
The Qin Yongchuan River is connected to the original strong ground, and the Jing Yang River flows under the water day and night.
The remaining captives are cowardly and far away, and the lonely ministers are stubborn and worried about their own affairs.
I am afraid that good times will lead to regrets in other years, and another autumn will come at the end of the year.
(Lu You wrote a lot of poems about Hanzhong, including "Selected Poems of Lu You in Hanzhong")
I hope my reply will be helpful to you. 3. Ancient poems and famous sayings praising Hanzhong
1. "Returning to Hanzhong" by Lu You of the Song Dynasty. The clouds stack on the Pingshan Mountain to read the moon tour, and the horse's hooves are happy to trample Liangzhou for the first time.
The Qin Yongchuan River is connected to the original strong ground, and the Jing Yang River flows under the water day and night. The remaining captives are cowardly and far away, but the lonely minister is stubborn and worried about his own affairs.
Good times may bring regrets to others, but autumn comes at the end of the year. Vernacular interpretation: Lianyunzhan, Jinping Mountain, for more than a month, I have been roaming in this area. Until now, my heart is happy, and I have returned to Liangzhou again with the sound of horse hooves.
The land here is connected to Qinyong. The mountains, rivers and wilderness are so majestic. The surging Han River, thinking of the Jing Yang, flows mightily day and night. Laugh at the remaining bandits, they are cowardly and incompetent, how can they have any far-reaching strategies? Sigh that I am a lonely minister, unable to sleep, alone with deep sorrow.
Once this great opportunity is lost, I am afraid that I will regret it in another year. I will not see Master Wang before the big break, and watch the year come to an end again! 2. "Sleeping at Qipan Ridge" by Shen Quanqi of the Tang Dynasty Traveling thousands of miles away alone, lying high in the west of Qipan Ridge. The dawn moon is close to the window, and the Tianhe River enters the house low.
The fragrant spring is flat and green, and the child cries in the clear night. The floating guest is empty and listens, and the praising city hears Shuji.
Vernacular interpretation: I traveled thousands of miles away alone, and now I am sleeping peacefully on the west side of Qipan Mountain. The waning moon of dawn was very close to the window, and the Milky Way in the sky hung low to the west, as if it was about to flow in through the portal.
In this fragrant and beautiful spring, the ginkgo trees are green, and in the desolate night, Zigui's cry is heard. I am alone outside, helpless, and I am left here alone to listen to the wail of Zigui, and the sound of the rooster's croaking is heard in Bao City.
3. "The Road to Shu is Difficult" written by Li Bai of the Tang Dynasty. How dangerous it is! The road to Shu is as difficult as climbing to the sky! Silkworms and yufu, how confused the founding of the country is! You are forty-eight thousand years old, and you are not in the vicinity of Qin Sai. There is a bird path in Taibai, Xidang, which can cross the top of Emei.
The earth collapsed and the mountains destroyed the strong men to death, and then the stone stacks of the ladder to heaven were connected to each other. There is a high mark of six dragons returning to the sun on the top, and a rushing wave and turning back to Sichuan below.
The yellow crane cannot fly past, and the ape clings to it in order to overcome its sorrow. There is a lot of green mud, and there are nine twists and turns in the rocky mountains with a hundred steps.
When I went to the Lijing Well, I raised my head and breathed. I sat down with my hands on my back and sighed. Vernacular interpretation: Ah! How high, how steep! The road to Shu is so difficult to walk that it is almost impossible to reach the sky; legend has it that Cancong and Yufu established the Kingdom of Shu, and the founding era is too long to be discussed in detail.
Since then, for about 48,000 years, Qin and Shu have been blocked by the Qinling Mountains and have never communicated back and forth. To the west, there is a trail on Mount Taibai that birds can pass through.
From that path you can cross the top of Mount Emei. The landslide and the earth split apart, and the five heroes of Shu were crushed to death. Only then did the two places have a ladder and a plank road to connect them.
There are mountaintops above that block the six dragon chariots of the Sun God, and below there are huge rivers that empty out the tortuous waves. The yellow crane, which is good at flying high, is still unable to fly over, and even if the hozen wanted to climb over, it would be difficult to climb over.
Qingni Ridge winds around the mountains, making nine turns within a hundred steps. Holding your breath and looking up, you can touch the ginseng well. You can touch your chest with your hands and let out a long and short sigh in fear.
4. Song Dynasty Xin Qiji's "Mulan Huaman·Send Zhang Zhonggu Shuai Xingyuan on the Banquet" Hanzhong opened the Han industry, and asked whether this place is right or wrong. I want to point my sword at the Three Qin Dynasties, and the king will be proud of it and return eastward after a battle.
The pursuit of death is gone now, but the mountains and rivers are full of tears and stained clothes. The setting sun has not broken the dust, and the west wind is full of smoke.
The first book is the Imperial Master. A small trial to conquer the West.
He left the feast hastily and left in a hurry, full of worries about the banners. You are thinking of me, and when you look back, you can see the autumn shadows on the river and the first flight of wild geese.
The four corners of the wheel are too small to reduce the waistline. Vernacular interpretation: Hanzhong is the place where the Han Dynasty established its empire. Question: Is this place the Hanzhong at that time? Thinking that when he conquered the land of Sanqin, the great ancestor Liu Bang took advantage of the victory and marched eastward to fight for the world and compete with Xiang Yu.
Recovering the escaped Han Xin and worshiping him as a general and respecting talents are hard to see now. Only the broken mountains and rivers in the eyes make people shed tears and wet their clothes. In the setting sun, despite the constant intrusion of the Western Jin people, the war horses of the imperial court's frontier fortress gained weight in vain in autumn.
You are like Zhang Liang, who can become the teacher of the emperor after getting the book. Now you are just trying your skills in the West to Xingyuan. I'll prepare this simple farewell drink, and you'll be on your way in a hurry. The flags in the honor guard are full of separation sorrow.
When you miss me, look back and see the light and water in the sky on the Qiu River as the geese chirp and fly one after another. How can you make the wheels grow four horns to keep the pedestrians away? I can't bear to miss you. Don't hate the fact that the belt is getting wider and the people are getting thinner.
The writing background of "Return to Hanzhong" by extended information: Lu You arrived in Hanzhong in the eighth year of Emperor Xiaozong's reign (1172) to serve as the shogunate of Wang Yan. In October of that year, he went to Langzhong, Sichuan for business. He wrote this poem when he returned to Hanzhong from Langzhong. Appreciation of the article: The poem begins with the words "Yunzhan Pingshan Yueyue Tour" to describe the experience and time of going to Sichuan.
From "Yueyue" I learned that the poet went to Sichuan and back for more than a month. During this more than a month, I mainly wrote about the scenery I saw on the way: "Yunzhan" and "Pingshan".
Going from Hanzhong to Sichuan, there are mountains and cliffs along the way, which is very difficult and dangerous. The ancients built a wooden plank road, so it was called "Yunzhan". The poet specially visited Jingping Mountain in Sichuan and wrote the poem "Visiting Jingping Mountain to Visit Du Shaoling Ancestral Hall" to express his admiration for Du Fu.
During his travels between Hanzhong and Sichuan, the poet saw many scenery, but here he only chose "Yunzhan" and "Pingshan". Such a high-level summary shows his concise characteristics. The second sentence of the poem not only highlights the topic, but also expresses the poet's joy in returning to Hanzhong.
The poet returned from a long journey. The journey was difficult and dangerous, and he was full of dust. He finally returned to Hanzhong. When he saw the vast Hanzhong plain, he was certainly filled with indescribable joy. But the poet avoided saying it and wrote "Horses' hooves are happy to step on Liangzhou for the first time".
Meng Jiao of the Tang Dynasty used "the joy of spring breeze and horse's hoof disease" to describe the pride after becoming a Jinshi, but here he uses "the first joy of horse's hoof" to contrast the joyful mood of the poet when he returned to Hanzhong. 4. Regarding the poetry of ancient Han Dynasty, who knows?
Huang Tingjian's "Dream Li Bai Recited Three Pieces of Bamboo Branch Poems"
The emperor's flowers are flying, and the concubines thousands of miles away are surrounded by snow.
Immediately Hu Erna listened to the explanation, and the pipa answered the question and it was better to go home. Liu Yuxi's two poems on bamboo branches: (1) The willows are green and the Qingjiang River is level, and I hear the singing on the Langjiang River. The sun rises in the east and rains in the west. The road is ruthless but sunny⑵. Secondly, there is a lot of rain in the mountains and rivers of Bashan in Chushui (3), and the Ba people can sing local songs (4). Nowadays, the guests from the north want to go home⑸, and return to He Na, who is covered in green Luo⑹. Li Bai's "Early Departure from Baidi City" The White Emperor returned from the Qing Dynasty in one day among the colorful clouds Thousands of miles away from the river. The apes on both sides of the strait can't hold back their cries. The boat has already passed the Ten Thousand Mountains. Li Bai's "The Road to Shu is Difficult"
Ouch! How dangerous it is! The road to Shu is as difficult as climbing to the sky. Silkworms and yufu, how confused the founding of the country is! You are forty-eight thousand years old, and you are not in the vicinity of Qin Sai. There is a bird path in Taibai, Xidang, which can cross the top of Emei. The earth collapses and the mountains destroy the strong men to death, and then the stone stacks of the ladder to heaven are connected to each other. There is a high mark of six dragons returning to the sun on the top, and a rushing wave and turning back to Sichuan below. The yellow crane cannot fly past, and the ape clings to it to overcome its sorrow. Why is there so much green mud? A hundred steps lead to nine twists and turns in the rocky mountains. Mon went to the Lijing Well and raised his head and sighed, resting his head on his head with his hands, he sat down and sighed.
I asked you when you would return from your journey to the west. I was afraid that the journey would be steep and unreachable. But I saw mourning birds calling old trees, and male and female flying around the forest. I also heard Zigui crying about the moon at night and worrying about the empty mountains. The road to Shu is as difficult as climbing to the sky! Make people listen to this withering beauty. Even if the peaks are gone, the sky is not full, and withered pines hang upside down against the cliffs. The turbulent waterfalls are noisy, and the cliffs turn into rocks and thousands of valleys are thundered. The danger is also like this. Why do people who have traveled far away come here?
The sword pavilion is majestic and Cui Wei. One man can guard the gate, but ten thousand men cannot open it. Those who were guarding or robbing relatives turned into wolves and jackals. Avoid tigers in the morning and snakes at night. Grinding teeth and sucking blood, killing people like numbness. Although Jincheng is happy, it is better to return home early. The road to Shu is as difficult as climbing to the blue sky. I turned to the west and looked to the west, sighing. 5. Poems describing Hanzhong
1. "Magnolia Slowly Presents Zhang Zhonggu Shuai Xingyuan at the Banquet" Year: Song Dynasty Author: Xin Qiji opened the Han industry in Hanzhong, asking whether this place is right or wrong.
I want to point my sword at the Three Qin Dynasties. The king will be proud and return east after a battle. The pursuit of death is gone now, but the mountains and rivers are full of tears and stained clothes.
The sunset is still dusty, and the west wind is full of wind. A compiled book is an imperial division.
A small trial to conquer the West. He left the feast hastily and hurried away, full of worries.
You are thinking of me. Looking back, I see the autumn shadows on the river and the first flight of wild geese. And the four corners of the wheel are too small to reduce the waistline.
2. "Man Jiang Hong·Squad Flag" Year: Song Dynasty Author: Huang Renjie's squad flag also urged Yuan Rong to lead the guests. The government is ten hectares, the fragrance of lotus is slight, and the smoke of grass is green.
The willows are jagged and green, and the water and sky are all the same color. Next to Yeqiao, Rongyu and around Chonghu Lake, beside Yancheng.
Flowers form an array, and a boat forms a home. Beat the Jie drum and sound the Qiang flute.
The cool night breeze comes in, and the wine glass is weak. I think about the useless land of Hanzhong, but I haven't returned to Jinle thousands of miles away.
Looking at it casually, he flew to Nanzhou and headed to the capital. 3. "Moon Eclipse Poetry" Year: Tang Dynasty Author: Lu Tong The bright moon rises from the East China Sea, and the Qingming Festival shines on every hair.
When Zhu Xianchu stopped playing, the golden rabbit was in full swing. Three-five and twenty-eight, when time is full.
Ponai shrimps swallow my fragrant cinnamon branches. I love a bright mirror that is clean, but I love it with its shadow.
How can you ascend to the end of the world if you don’t have six feathers? There is a white blade in the square inch, and there is no way to shine the bright light.
How can I be deceived by such a small thing? But he vomited to the sky and Hanzhong, and his soul was weak for a long time.
The sun and the moon are still like this, and the kindness of people can be known. 4. "Nanxiangzi inherits the decree of Dong Gong, lives up to the seventh rank, is Kangning, has good virtues, and is sincere" Year: Yuan Author: Wang Yunqingsuo Han Zhonglang.
The long sleeves are fragrant. I remember writing poems across the river.
The air pressure, wind and waves are like a reed sail. The lotus torch disperses light at night.
There is frost in the sky.
From this point on, seventy people with flat heads are called cups.
The origin of Hu River. 5. "The Rhymes of Zhang Yan's Poetry in the Zhenyuan Period of the Xianzhu Temple Ci Tang Dynasty" Year: Song Dynasty Author: Lu You A cunning thief kidnapped the Supreme Being, and he was determined by destiny.
Little did he know that Emperor Gao’s career started in Hanzhong. 6. What are the ancient poems praising Hanzhong
1. "Returning to the Land of Hanzhong" Lu You (Song Dynasty) The clouds stack on the Pingshan Mountain to read the moon tour, and the horseshoes are happy to trample Liangzhou. The ground is connected to the Qin Yongchuan and it is strong. Under the water, the thorns and poplars flow day and night. The captives are still cowardly, and Ning Yuanlue is alone, and the lonely minister is worried about his own life. In good times, I fear that he will regret it in the next year, and at the critical moment of separation, there will be another autumn. 2. "The Boat in Hanzhong in the Early Spring" Tang Dynasty: Meng Haoran Yanggong Xian At the foot of the mountain, the goddess Han Gao sang.
The snow has stopped and the ice has reopened, and the spring pond is thousands of feet green. The light boat travels freely, and there is no end to exploring.
The shadow of waves shakes the prostitute's hairpin, and the light of sand chases people's eyes. The fish and birds are drunk by pouring the cup, and the couplets of orioles and flowers continue.
It is difficult to meet again with good friends, and you must hold candles when the sun comes. 3. "Qipan Ancient Road" Qing Dynasty: Wang Wanxiang praised the wonders of the slanted plank road, with winding snakes riding on it.
When a visitor looks up from the cockcomb stone, he feels like he is in the green clouds. 4. "Mulan Huaman·Hanzhong opened the Han industry" Southern Song Dynasty: Xin Qiji opened the Han industry in Hanzhong, asking whether this place is right or wrong.
I want to point my sword at the Three Qin Dynasties. The king will be proud and return east after a battle. The pursuit of death is gone now, but the mountains and rivers are full of tears and the clothes are stained, the sunset is still dusty, and the west wind is full of horses and empty horses.
The first book is the Imperial Master. A small trial to conquer the West.
He left the feast hastily and left in a hurry, full of worries about the banners. You are thinking of me, and when you look back, you can see the autumn shadows on the river and the first flight of wild geese.
The four corners of the wheel are too small to reduce the waistline. 5. Qianyan Yun, Zhang Jiuling of Hanzhong Tang Dynasty, "Passing Through Huashan to Honor the Holy System" 6. Tang Censen, the second best general of Hanzhong, "passed Liangzhou and presented it to Zhang Shangshu, the grand master" 7. Du Fu, Tang Dynasty, Wanbi Hanzhong County, "Eight Elegies: Presented to the Prince and Grand Master" "Wang Jing of Ruyang County" 8. Reminiscing about the useless place in Hanzhong, Huang Renjie of Song Dynasty, "Man Jiang Hong·Squad Banner" 9. Literary scholar Hanzhong Base Tang Liu Yuxi "Han's Eighteenth Attendant Sees Yueyang Tower Farewell Dou Sizhi's Poems, Because the Order Becomes Harmony" 10. "Liu Li Yi Yi Xiao" Liu Yuxi of the Han Dynasty, "Looking at the moon on a frosty night with Dr. Li in western Zhejiang, listening to the children playing the bamboo songs, Yi" "Returning to the Hanzhong Territory" is a seven-character poem by Lu You, a poet of the Southern Song Dynasty.
The whole poem first describes the poet's joy in returning to Hanzhong, and then expresses his desire to regain his country through the description of the mountains and rivers and the military power of the Jin people. The writing style of this poem is ups and downs, the description of the scenery is very concise, and the ending is profound, giving people deep thoughts and daydreams. 7. Poems describing Shaanxi
Sauvignon Blanc, in Chang'an by Li Bai of the Tang Dynasty
Looking back at Chang'an, there are piles of embroidery, and thousands of doors are opening on the top of the mountain. Riding on the red dust concubine smiled, no one knew it was lychee. ——Passing Huaqing Palace@Du Mu
Who can count the commoners in Chang'an, locking the Hengmen with bracelets and blocking it? Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty
The white sun shines in the spring sky in Chang'an, and the green poplar trees hang with smoke in the wind. Li Bai of the Tang Dynasty
The sky-high incense penetrates Chang'an, and the city is filled with golden armor and yellow nests
The autumn wind blows on the Wei River and leaves fall all over Chang'an. Birds stay by the pond, and the tree monk knocks on the door of Jia Dao under the moon
A wealthy family sells wine on the streets of Chang'an. Once the building is a hundred feet high, Wei Yingwu's "Wine Tour"
The air is fresh on March 3, and there are many beauties by the water in Chang'an. Du Fu's "Beauty Tour"
One of them moved to Changsha, looking west to Chang'an but not seeing his home. The jade flute is played in the Yellow Crane Tower, and the plum blossoms fall in May in Jiangcheng.
The spring breeze outside the city blows wine flags, and pedestrians wave their sleeves at sunset. There are countless trees on the road in Chang'an, only the weeping poplar tubes separate them (Liu Yuxi. Tang Dynasty)
Chang'an has the highest rank in the clouds, who lives in General Huo? Tang Author: Cui Hao
Chang'an Avenue is narrow and sloping, with green oxen and white horses and seven-scented carriages. Jade chariots passed across the main hall, and golden whips came to the Hou family. ：Tang Lu Zhaolin
The horses on the ancient road of Chang'an are delayed, and the tall willow trees are full of cicadas. Outside Sunset Island, on the plains of autumn wind, my eyes are broken and drooping for four days. Su Shunqin of the Song Dynasty, "A spring day in Chang'an takes effect on the eastern countryside"
Chang'an returns like spring after snow, and the accumulated elements are condensed and even the dawn shines (Cen Shen's "The king of the temple department went to court early after snow")
< p> Weiqiao Road in Chang'an, travelers feel sad when they say goodbye (Xi Wuqian's "Farewell to Zhang Yi Xia Di")I'm afraid to see the orioles in my hometown smiling, and spend the spring in Chang'an (Chang Jian's "Lost in Chang'an") 》)
Where can I tell the difference? Chang'an Qingqimen (one of the two poems "Send Pei Shiba Tu Nan back to Songshan" by Li Bai)
I don't see you, I am a guest from outside the state, I am on the road to Chang'an. When I come back, I am old again (Bai Juyi's "Chang'an Road" )
Chang'an is a knight-errant, Luoyang is a wealthy man (Lu Zhaolin's "The Young Man's Meeting")
The fresh rain and dew in front of the calyx building, the peaceful people in Chang'an city (Zhang said "The Night of the 15th") "Two Lyrics of the Royal Slogans")
Who asks each other every year today, lying alone in Chang'an and weeping over the years ("Two Songs of Cold Food" by Li Shanfu)
The moon in Chang'an City is like practice, home Holding needle and thread at home this night (Cui Hao's "Qixi Festival")
Recalling Chang'an in September (Fan Deng's "Recalling Chang'an in September")
On a rainy night in Chang'an, the remaining lanterns are alone Guest Worry (Li Shangyin's "Retention in the Rain")
On Chang'an Road in the daytime, the horses and wheels are not idle for a while.
Only Maoling has many sick guests, who always come to the high place to look at Nanshan (Zhang Yuanzong's "Looking at Zhongnan Mountain")
There are new crows on the bathing bridge in the green pool, locking up the wealthy families in Chang'an (Du Mu's "Long Sentences on the West Street") )
Chang'an Jiucheng Road, Qili Wuhou's House (Huangfu Ran's "Chang'an Road")
Chang'an Avenue has sand as an embankment, and the morning wind has no dust, rain and no mud (Li He's "Chang'an Road") "Shalu Song")
"Meeting the Envoy to Beijing" Cen Shen's hometown looks eastward at the long road, and his sleeves are full of tears. We will meet soon without pen and paper, so I can rely on you to send messages of peace. Hometown refers to Chang'an 8. Please tell me about the poems describing spring, summer, autumn and winter in Hanzhong
1. Poems about spring: "Spring Night Joyful Rain" by Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty Good rain knows the season, and spring will happen.
Sneak into the night with the wind, moisturizing things silently. The wild paths are all dark with clouds, but the river boats are only bright with fire.
Look at the red and wet places at dawn, and the flowers are heavy on the official city. "Ode to the Willow" by He Zhizhang of the Tang Dynasty The jasper tree is as tall as a tree, with thousands of green silk ribbons hanging down.
I don’t know who cuts out the thin leaves. The spring breeze in February is like scissors. "Peach Blossoms in Dalin Temple" by Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty. The beauty of April in the world is gone, and the peach blossoms in the mountain temple are beginning to bloom.
I always regret that there is no place to return to in spring, and I don’t know where to turn. "Spring Journey to Qiantang Lake" by Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty. To the north of Gushan Temple and to the west of Jia Pavilion, the water surface is initially flat and the clouds are low.
In several places, early orioles compete for warmth in the trees, while new swallows peck at the spring mud. The random flowers are gradually charming the eyes, and only Asakusa has no horse hooves.
My favorite part of the lake is the east side, with its green trees and white sand embankment. "Spring Dawn" by Meng Haoran of the Tang Dynasty. When sleeping in spring, I don't realize the dawn, and I hear the singing of birds everywhere.
The sound of wind and rain at night makes you know how many flowers have fallen. "Hui Chong's "Evening Scene on the Spring River"" by Su Shi of the Song Dynasty. Three or two branches of peach blossoms outside the bamboo are prophets of the warmth of the spring river.
The ground is covered with wormwood and reed buds, which is when the puffer fish is about to come. "Visiting the Garden Is Not Worth It" Ye Shaoweng of the Song Dynasty Ying Lian's teeth are stained with green moss, and the door of the small button firewood cannot be opened for a long time.
The garden is full of spring scenery and can’t be contained, and a branch of red apricot comes out of the wall. "Spring Day" by Zhu Xi of the Song Dynasty. The beautiful sun finds its beauty on the shore of Si River, and the boundless scenery is new for a while.
It is easy to recognize the east wind, and it is always spring with its colorful colors. "Recalling Jiangnan·Jiangnan is Good" Tang Bai Juyi 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? When I recall Jiangnan, I remember Hangzhou the most.
Looking for osmanthus seeds in the middle of the moon in the mountain temple, watching the tide on the pillow in the county pavilion. When will we visit again? Reminiscing about Jiangnan, followed by recalling Wu Palace.
A glass of Wu wine and spring bamboo leaves, Wu and her two dances are drunk with hibiscus. Will we meet again sooner or later? 2. Poems about describing summer: "Sigh on a Summer Night" by Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty The sun will never fade, the steaming heat poisons my intestines.
The wind from thousands of miles away blows my clothes. The bright moon comes out of Haotian, and the dense forest spreads light.
The bitter nights in midsummer are short, so open the Xuan to enjoy the slight coolness. In the virtual light, you can see the smallest details, and feathers and insects are also flying.
No matter how big or small things are, they adapt to their own conditions. Thinking of Bihogos, guarding the frontier in the poor years.
Why do we look at each other with hotness after one wash. There was a fight in the evening, and the noise reached thousands of directions.
Although I am covered in bruises, it is better to return home early. The north city is filled with sorrow, and the storks and cranes are flying.
When the condition becomes irritated and tired, intense thoughts will make you feel better. "First Summer" by Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty: Meng Xia is rich in all kinds of things, and the flora and fauna are good for a while.
Elks love deep forests, and insects and snakes love abundant grass. Flying birds love dense leaves, swimming scales delight in new algae.
The sky is harmonious, but I am alone and withered. One body is at the end of the world, and all the flesh and blood are far away.
There is no one coming from the old country, and there are many enemies. What's the use of being worried? It's just a labor of love.
It is better to relax your body and mind and let nature make you happy. There is a lot of fine wine in Xunyang, which can keep the cup dry.
The fish is as cheap as mud, and it will not be too late to cook with moxibustion. Eat at the temple in the morning and get drunk on the island in the lake at dusk.
Why return to your hometown? How can you live forever? "Pastoral Miscellany in Summer" (Part 1) Fancheng of the Song Dynasty. The plums are golden and the apricots are fat, and the wheat flowers, snow and cabbage flowers are sparse.
No one passes the fence during the long day, only dragonflies and butterflies fly. "Little Pond" Song Yang Wanli The spring is silent and cherishes the trickle, and the shade of the trees shines on the water and loves the clearness and softness.
The little lotus has just revealed its sharp corners, and a dragonfly has already stood on it. "Sent Off to Lin Zifang at Dawn from Jingci Temple" by Song Yang Wanli After all, in the middle of June, the scenery of West Lake is different from that of the four seasons.
The lotus leaves touching the sky are infinitely green, and the lotus flowers reflecting the sun are uniquely red. "Drunken Book at Wanghu Tower on June 27th" by Su Shi of the Song Dynasty Black clouds rolled over the mountains without covering the mountains, and white raindrops jumped into the boat.
The ground wind blows away suddenly, and the water under Wanghu Tower is like the sky. "Unnamed Miscellaneous Poems" Mingshi Naian The red sun is scorching like fire, and the fields and rice are half withered.
The farmer's heart is like boiling water, and the princes and princes are shaking their fans. 3. Poems about describing autumn: "Midnight Autumn Song" by Li Bai of the Tang Dynasty There is a moon in Chang'an and the sound of thousands of households pounding their clothes.
The autumn wind never blows away, but there is always love. When the barbarians are defeated, a good man will stop his expedition.
"Ascend the Xie Tiao North Tower in Xuancheng in Autumn" by Li Bai of the Tang Dynasty. The river city is like a painting, with mountains at dawn and a clear sky. The rain catches the bright mirror, and a rainbow falls on the two bridges.
The crowds are cold, the oranges and pomeloes are blooming, and the autumn colors are like the old sycamore trees. Who wants to be in the north building? I feel grateful to you in the wind.
"Autumn Night Song" by Wang Wei of the Tang Dynasty. The autumn dew of Gui Po is slight when he is born. The silver zheng has been played diligently for a long time at night, but I am timid and can't bear to return to the empty room.
"Autumn Evening" by Du Mu of the Tang Dynasty Silver candles paint the screen with cold autumn light, and small fans flutter against the flowing fireflies. The sky is as cold as water at night, and I sit and watch Altair and Vega.
"Climbing High" by Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty The wind is strong, the apes high in the sky are screaming in mourning, and the white birds are flying back from the clear sand in Zhugistan. The endless falling trees rustled, and the endless Yangtze River rolled in.
Wanli is always a guest in the sad autumn, and he has been sick for hundreds of years and only appears on the stage. Difficulty and bitterness hate the frost on the temples, and the new wine glass becomes muddy.
"Staying on the Jiande River" Meng Haoran of the Tang Dynasty moved his boat to Yanzhu, and at dusk the guests were worried about the new arrival. The trees are low in the wild sky, and the clear moon on the river is close to people.
"Reminiscences of Shandong Brothers on September 9th" by Wang Wei of the Tang Dynasty I am a stranger in a foreign land, and I miss my family even more during the festive season. I know from afar that when my brothers climbed to a high place, there was only one less person planting dogwood trees.
"Mountain Travel" by Du Mu of the Tang Dynasty 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.
"To Liu Jingwen" Su Shi of the Song Dynasty The lotuses have no rain cover, and the chrysanthemums are still covered with proud frost branches. It is a good time of year to remember that it is the time of orange and green.
"Dwelling in the Mountains in the Dark Autumn" by Wang Wei of the Tang Dynasty After the new rain in the empty mountains, the weather is late and autumn comes. The bright moon shines among the pines, and the clear spring flows over the rocks.
The bamboo noise returns to Huan Nu, and the lotus moves off the fishing boat. The spring fragrance rests at will, and the king and grandson can stay.
"Ode to the Dusk River" by Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty A setting sun spreads over the water, half of the river is rustling and half of the river is red. It's a pity that on the third night of September, the dew is like pearls and the moon is like a bow.
4. Poems about describing winter: "Snow on the River" by Liu Zongyuan of the Tang Dynasty Birds in thousands of mountains have disappeared, and all traces of people have disappeared. A man with a coir raincoat in a lone boat, fishing alone in the snow in the cold river.
"Farewell to Dong Da" by Tang Gaoshi The yellow clouds are thousands of miles away, and the sun is shining brightly, and the north wind is blowing wild geese and snow. Don't worry, there will be no friends in the future. No one in the world will know you.
"Ode to Plum Blossoms" by Wang Anshi of the Song Dynasty There are several plum trees in the corner, and Ling Han blooms alone. I know it's not snow from a distance, only the faint fragrance.
"Snow Plum" by Lu Meipo, Song Dynasty. The plum and snow refused to fall in the spring, so the poet put down his writing and commented on it. The plum blossoms are three cents whiter than the snow, but the snow is less fragrant than the plum blossoms.
"Winter Pastoral Miscellaneous" by Fan Chengda of the Song Dynasty. He let the boat go and watched the snow-capped mountains clear. The wind was still chilly and even more condensed in the evening. I sit and listen to a pole of broken pearls and jade, unaware that the lake has turned into ice.
"Bai Xue Ge Sends Magistrate Wu Back to the Capital" by Tang Cen Shen The north wind blows the ground and the white grass breaks, and it snows in August. Suddenly a spring breeze comes overnight, and thousands of pear trees bloom.
The pearl curtains are scattered and wet, and the fox fur is not warm and the brocade quilt is thin. The general's horns and bows cannot be controlled, and the guards' iron coats are cold and cold.
The vast sea is covered with hundreds of feet of ice, and the gloomy clouds condense thousands of miles away. The Chinese army prepares wine and drinks for the returning guests, playing fiddles, lutes, lutes and flutes.
The snow falls one after another on the camp gate, and the red flag is blown by the wind and does not turn over due to the freezing cold. I saw you off at the east gate of Luntai. When you left, the road to Tianshan Mountain was covered with snow.
Mountain.