1. Poems about houses

The poems describing "houses" are as follows:

1. "Qingpingle Village Residence" by Xin Qiji of the Song Dynasty

The eaves are low and the grass is green on the stream.

Wu Yin is so charming when he is drunk. Whose old lady is gray-haired?

The eldest son is hoeing beans to the east of the stream, while the middle son is weaving a chicken coop.

What I love most is that my child died, lying down at the head of the stream peeling lotus pods.

2. "Inscription on the Humble Room" by Liu Yuxi of the Tang Dynasty

If the mountain is not high, it will be famous if there are immortals. If the water is not deep, if there is a dragon, it will be spiritual. This is a humble house, but I am virtuous. The moss marks are green on the upper steps, and the grass color is green on the curtains. There are scholars who talk and laugh, but there are no idle people when coming and going. You can tune the plain Qin and read the Golden Sutra. There are no messy ears of silk and bamboo, and there is no laborious shape of case documents. Zhugelu in Nanyang, Yunting in Western Shuzi. Confucius said: What is so shameful?

3. "Pastoral Works in Spring" by Wang Wei of the Tang Dynasty

Spring doves are singing on the house, and apricot blossoms are white beside the village. Holding an ax to cut down the distant mountains, hoeing the spring veins.

Returning to Yan recognizes the old nest, and the old sees the new calendar. When I'm standing in front of my cup, I suddenly feel helpless, and I feel melancholy as a traveler from afar.

4. "Cold Food on the Tomb" by Yang Wanli of the Song Dynasty

What a shame for a straight man! Can bridges in danger be exempted from assistance?

The maples in the distant mountains are pale, and the wheat in the dilapidated house is lonely beside it.

The spring breeze returns to the grass, and there is nothing new in the last year.

Pear blossoms eat food from the cold, and only worry about the rest during the festival.

5. "Song of a Thatched House Broken by the Autumn Wind" by Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty

In August, the high autumn wind roared and rolled up the triple thatch on my house. Mao flies across the river and spreads across the outskirts of the river. The taller ones hang on the treetops, while the lower ones float around the pond.

The boys in Nancun deceived me because I was old and weak, and I could not stand facing a thief, so they openly carried me into the bamboo. My lips were burnt and my mouth was dry and I couldn't breathe. When I returned home, I leaned on my stick and sighed.

The wind in Russia makes the clouds dark, and the desert turns dark in autumn. The quilt has been as cold as iron for many years, and the delicate child is lying on it and is cracked inside. There is no drying place for the leakage at the bedside, and the rain is like hemp on the feet and has not been stopped. Since my period is chaotic and I don’t sleep much, how can I get wet all night long?

There are tens of thousands of mansions in Ande, which can shelter all the poor people in the world with joy. They are as peaceful as a mountain without being affected by wind or rain. Alas! When I suddenly see this house in front of my eyes, my house alone will be broken down and frozen to death! 2. Famous sayings about buying a house

1. If you can afford it, buy it. If you can’t afford it, you can rent it. You can also live peacefully in renting a house.

2. "Affordable housing" and commercial housing are both housing. Everyone knows that "the seafood is good and the head is full". But if you give up "affordable housing" in order to buy a good house, the loss will be too great; if you don't use the provident fund, it is even more unwise to take a commercial loan.

3. If a house can be invested, there will be risks. No matter which method of purchase you use or how much you pay, the loss or profit must be yours. You must use the spirit of "the ignorant is fearless" to deal with the castle in the sky where the sales girl can pay back the capital in 10 years and make an annual profit of 20%.

4. It is said that your feet know the size of your shoes best, and you know the size of your house. As long as you don't look around, your own house is the best. A small house with an area of ??18 square meters may not be as exciting as a house with an area of ??144 square meters or more! Only through accumulation and accumulation can you show off your brilliance.

5. If house prices rise again, let them go. Don't be surprised by the ups and downs, just watch the flowers blooming and falling in front of the court; don't care about leaving or leaving, just watch the clouds rolling and relaxing in the sky. Traveling around the world with the money I wanted to buy a house, I looked back and found that I had also been at the forefront. 3. What are the poems that describe the house?

1. Two poems about spring in the mountain house. Tang Dynasty: Cen Shen. The wind is warm and the sun is shining in the spring, and the butterflies and bees are wandering into the house.

Several branches of willows hang low on the trusses, and a patch of mountain flowers falls on the pen bed. At dusk in Liang Garden, crows were flying around, and three or two families were in despair.

No one knows where the garden trees are gone, but when spring comes, the old flowers still bloom. Translation: The spring breeze is soft, the sun is warm, and the spring light fills the eyes. Butterflies and bees fly into the living room from time to time.

A few willow branches in front of the door brushed the clothes hangers, and a piece of mountain flowers fell on the pen bed. The sun has set in the Liang Garden, and there are only a few crows flying around. Looking around, everything is desolate, with three or two families here and there.

How can you know the trees in the garden? The people have dispersed and lost their prosperity. The annual spring breeze blows again, but they still bloom with the flowers of the past. 2. Congratulations to the Bridegroom·Meng Leng Golden House Song Dynasty: Jiang Jie Meng Leng Golden House.

Sighing at the Qin Zheng and Xihong formation, the plain strings were fluttering with dust. Turning into a delicate oriole and flying back, I still recognize the old green screen window.

It is raining, and the thorn peaches are like bean sprouts. Do you know that this hatred is difficult to level with? It is like a chess game on a Qiongtai platform.

The thin shadow looks like a bright candle. The mandarin tower is broken and the jade from east and west is shed.

It is difficult to predict when the fragrance will show again. Wait for the palace eyebrows to look like clouds and draw them into a raw silk painting.

I’m afraid, I’m new to makeup. The colorful fans and red teeth are all here today, hating no one, and listening to the Kaiyuan song.

Covering your empty sleeves, leaning against the cold bamboo. Translation: The golden house in the dream is already desolate. It is a pity that the string pillars arranged diagonally on the Qin Zheng are like flying geese, and the white strings of the Zheng are covered with dust.

She turned into a delicate oriole and flew back, and she could still make out the old green marks on the screen window. There was drizzle blowing outside the window, and the cherries and red beans were round and crystal clear.

This lovesickness, sadness and hatred are hard to calm down. Do you know this? It is like a jade chessboard, playing the chess game ups and downs. The solitary lamp reflected my thin figure, but I always thought the candlelight was too bright.

Yuanyang clinked glasses and drank wine upstairs, and the jade cups broke into pieces and the wine poured out. I would like to ask her whereabouts, when will we meet again? It’s really hard to dislike the beauty with the green hairpin on her head.

She wanted to paint her eyebrows into a slender cloud shape, and her beautiful face was depicted in a raw silk painting, but I am afraid it is not a fashionable new makeup. The colorful fans and tooth plates for singing and dancing are all here now, but I wish no one could understand the music of the prosperous Song Dynasty.

Covering your sleeves and wiping away your tears in emptiness, leaning alone on the lonely and cold green bamboo! 3. Two poems written on the wall of the house in Shushan during the Spring Festival Gala. Tang Dynasty: Guanxiu. The firewood gate is silent, the millet and rice are delicious, and the fireworks in the mountain house are clear in spring. The flowers in the garden are misty and the water is cool, and a child cries out the oriole on the tree.

The water in the fragrant pond is full of black pupil trees, and the mandarin ducks and ducks are like poultry. The ridges in front of the village and behind are deep with mulberry trees, and the neighboring houses to the east and west do not interfere with each other.

In front of the silkworm mother washing her cocoon, the shepherd boy plays the flute and bathes in clothes. The mountain old man stayed with me again and again, and pointed out with a smile that the melons and beans were ripe on the western slope.

Translation Chaimen is quiet, the rice is fragrant in the house, and the smoke from the farmhouse is curling up. After the spring rain, it will clear up the day after tomorrow. The flowers in the courtyard are misty, the water in the mountains is clear, and the children are crying and clamoring for the orioles on the trees.

The black water of the pond is densely covered with cattails, and mandarin ducks and ducks are playing in the water like poultry. There are many luxuriant mulberries in the fields in front of the village and behind the village, and the boundaries between the houses in the east and west are clear and do not invade each other.

The silkworm girl washes her cocoons in the clear stream in front of her, and the shepherd boy plays the piccolo while dressing and bathing in the water. The hospitable mountain man persuaded me to stay here as soon as possible. He pointed to Xipo with a smile and said that the melons and beans were about to mature.

4. Song of The Thatched House Destroyed by the Autumn Wind Tang Dynasty: Du Fu In August, the high autumn wind roared and rolled up the three thatched roofs of my house. Mao flies across the river and spreads across the outskirts of the river. The taller ones hang on the treetops, while the lower ones float around the pond.

The group of children in Nancun deceived me because I was old and weak, and I could not bear to face them as thieves. He hugged the grass and planted the bamboo, his lips were burnt and his mouth was dry and he couldn't breathe. When he came back, he leaned on his staff and sighed.

The wind in Russia makes the clouds dark, and the desert turns dark in autumn. The quilt has been as cold as iron for many years, and the delicate child is lying on it and is cracked inside.

The leakage at the bedside has no place to dry, and the rain has not stopped. Since my period is chaotic and I don’t sleep much, how can I get wet all night long? There are tens of thousands of mansions in Ande, which can shelter the poor people all over the world and make them happy. They are as peaceful as a mountain that does not stand up to wind and rain.

Woohoo! When I suddenly see this house in front of my eyes, my house alone will be broken down and frozen to death! Translation: In the deep autumn of August, the strong wind roared loudly, and the strong wind swept away several layers of thatch on my roof. Thatch flew across Huanhua Creek and scattered on the other side of the river. The high-flying thatch was entangled in the tall treetops, and the low-flying thatch fell into the ponds and depressions.

A group of children in Nancun bullied me because I was old and weak. They had the heart to act like a "thief" and steal things in front of me. They brazenly ran into the bamboo forest holding thatch. I couldn't stop drinking even though I tried my best. When I got home, I leaned on a cane and sighed alone.

Soon after the wind stopped, the clouds in the sky were as black as ink, and the gloomy autumn sky gradually turned dark. The cloth quilt was cold and hard as iron after being covered for many years. The child's sleeping posture was not good and the quilt was torn.

If it rains, there will be no dry place in the whole house, and the raindrops will leak down like drooping twine. Since the Anshi Rebellion, I have had very little sleep time. How can I wait until dawn after a long night when the house is damp and dry? How can we get tens of millions of spacious houses, universally shelter the poor scholars in the world and make them smile, and the house will not be moved by wind and rain, as stable as a mountain?

Alas! When will such a tall house appear in front of me, I will be willing to die even if my thatched hut is blown apart by the autumn wind and I freeze to death! 5. Qingpingle·Staying Alone at Wang's Nunnery in Boshan Song Dynasty: Xin Qiji Hungry rats circled the bed, and bats turned over the lamps and danced. The pine trees on the house are blown by the heavy rain, and I am talking to myself between the broken paper windows.

He lived in the north and south of the Yangtze River all his life, and came back with a beautiful face. Sleeping in a dream in the autumn night under the quilt, you can see thousands of miles of mountains and rivers before your eyes.

Translation Hungry mice scurried around the bed, and bats danced up and down around the dim oil lamp. The strong wind carries the pine waves, roaring like turbulent waves; the heavy rain pours down, beating rapidly on the roof; the window paper is torn by the wind, making a huffing sound, as if talking to itself.

From the north of the Great Wall to the south of the Yangtze River, now she has returned to the mountains and forests, with an old face and white hair. A gust of cold autumn wind blew through the thin quilt, and I suddenly woke up. In front of me, I still vaguely saw thousands of miles of mountains and rivers in my dream. 4. Write your own poem describing the house

○Once you leave this place, the world becomes your home. (Li Shimin's "Two Poems on Passing the Old House")

○The pillars of my family are declining, and I am worried about coming to learn Qiu Prayer. (Li Ang's "Questions on Cultivation of One's Own Bamboo Barrier")

○Beside the Wangjia Avenue in the imperial residence, there is a holy spring with a sacred horse, dragon, turtle and spring. (Cai Fu's "Songs of Suburban Temple·Enjoy the Dragon Pond Movement·Chapter 2")

○ Return to the boat without waiting for the moon, and return to the Yue Wang family. (Li Bai's "Xianghe Song Ci·Four Songs at Four O'clock in the Midnight·Summer Songs")

○The warriors gathered their bows and arrows, and returned due west to face their hometown far away. (Wang Jian's "Miscellaneous Songs and Songs: A Journey to Liaodong")

○A fisherman is fishing in Feixi Bay, and his boat is from the west to the east. (Zhang Zhihe's "Miscellaneous Ballads and Songs of the Fisherman")

○My Wuhui family is far away from the green mountains, and the foreign country is surrounded by white clouds. (Chen Ziliang's "Thinking of Returning on a Spring Day in the North of the Great Wall")

○Huang Shang Yuanji, the country's family is in peace. (Lu Zhaolin's "Nine Chapters of Zhonghe Music·The Sixth Song of the Crown Prince")

○The Tian family has no neighbors and sits alone in a garden in the spring.

(Lu Zhaolin's "Two Poems on the Spring Festival Evening Villa")

○Mountains and rivers only ask about objects, and palaces and temples are not homes. (Zhang Jiuling's "The Holy System of Fenghe First Came Out of Luo City")

○ Furong Qin Di Marsh, Lu Ju Han's homeland. (Song Zhiwen, "A Banquet in the Lotus Garden on a Spring Day")

○The flowers in the pond under the moonlight look like a family in spring. (Wang Bo's "Sitting at Night on Shanfei")

○There are many fishermen in Pukou, and they invited me to take a boat. (Chu Guangxi's "Cai Ling Ci")

○Whose family is by the Qiantang River? The daughter on the river is the best flower. (Wang Changling's "The Girl with Shape")

○A solitary sword thousands of miles away, sent to one family across thousands of peaks. (Liu Changqing's "Gift to Yuan Rongzhou")

○The east house and the west house are sent out at the same time, and it takes less than a month to go north and south. (Li Bai's "Jiangxia Journey")

○1 I went to Changsha to move to Changsha, but when I looked west to Chang'an, I didn't see my home. (Li Bai's "Listening to the Flute Playing on the Yellow Crane Tower with Shi Lang Zhongqin")

○The Tian family has been plowing, and morning smoke rises from the well house. (Wei Yingwu's "Yan Qi in the Garden, Send to Zhaoying Han Mingfu and Master Lu") 5. Classic quotes about buying a house

1. Marriage is the tomb of love - if you don't have a house, you don't even have a tomb. Can't get in! Guo Degang

2. After working hard for most of my life, I finally bought a house in the suburbs of Beijing. On the day I paid the payment, I took out my mobile phone with trembling hands in tears and prepared to tell my family. Unexpectedly, the startup screen showed: Hebei Mobile welcomes you... Guo Degang

3. I was planning to buy a big house in Beijing. Later, someone reminded me that I couldn’t buy a big house. It cost more than 50,000 yuan per square meter, and 7.5 million is 1.20 yuan. Many square meters. Mo Yan

4. With her own house, an unmarried woman seems to have become a few years younger out of thin air, and has the patience to slowly choose a lover. A man asked a woman for advice: Let's rent a house to live in first, and then buy a house after we get married and save money, right? The woman replied: Then I might as well rent my husband first. Zhang Ailing

5. Don’t compare with snails. Snails live on land. Their parents gave them a house as soon as they were born, and they take the house with them wherever they go. Can you compare with others... Don’t compare with them. Compared with ants, ants are at the civil servant level and enjoy room sharing. They built their anthills. How can you compare with them? Zhou Libo

6. If a country is so poor that only houses are left, if the people of a country work from dawn to dusk just to own a house, if a country is so poor that it can only maintain growth by relying on predatory real estate , where is the sustainable ability to support the economic development of this country? When will the people’s lost sense of belonging be regained? Shi Hanbing

7. Ping's lines: "Every day when I open my eyes, a series of numbers pop up: housing loan of 6,000, food and clothing of 2,500, favors of 600, transportation expenses of 580 , the property management fee is 340, the mobile phone bill is 250, and the gas and water bill is 200... In other words, from the first breath I wake up, I have to earn at least 400 every day, at least this is my life! The cost in this city makes me dare not slack off for a day.

8. The times require young people to succeed, and success is equivalent to having a house, a car and being comfortable in the workplace. Success is easy to say but difficult to achieve. It is like three new mountains that weigh down the youth and make it difficult to breathe. Even love becomes a problem.

Bai Yansong

9. Houses are for living in, not for speculation