The poem is as follows:
Don't care about poverty or wealth. -Tao Yuanming
Don't laugh at the muddy wine in the farmhouse, and keep enough chickens and dolphins in good years.
there is no way for mountains and rivers to return to doubt, and there is another village.
The flute and drum are close to the Spring Club, and their clothes are simple and antique.
from now on, if you take a leisurely ride on the moon, you will knock on the door with a stick all night.
—— Lu You's "A Tour of Shanxi Village"
pure wine costs, for the golden cup, ten thousand coppers a flagon, Yupan Jane is ashamed of ten thousand dollars.
I fling aside my food-sticks and cup, I cannot eat nor drink, I pull out my dagger, I peer four ways in vain.
I would cross the Yellow River, but ice chokes the ferry, I would climb the Taihang Mountains, but the sky is blind with snow.
I would sit and poise a fishing-pole, lazy by a brook, but I suddenly dream of riding a boat, sailing for the sun.
it is hard to go! Journeying is hard Don't go astray! Whither today.
I will mount a long wind some day and break the heavy waves, and set my cloudy sail straight and bridge the deep, deep sea.
-one of it is hard to go
This is the first of three it is hard to go poems written by Li Bai. Judging from the content, this group of poems should have been written when Li Bai left Chang 'an in the third year of Tianbao (AD 774). This poem shows Li Bai's frustrations and pains in his life,
especially "it is hard to go! Journeying is hard Don't go astray! Whither today. I will mount a long wind some day and break the heavy waves and and set my cloudy sail straight and bridge the deep, deep sea "shows how difficult the poet is facing the future and firmly believes in his ideal. All kinds of difficulties, obstacles and contradictions flashed in the poet's mind. This is also the broad mind and lofty ambition of Li Bai in adversity.
a hundred mountains and no bird, a thousand paths without a footprint. A boat on the river, a fisherman in his bagworm moths; Fishing alone, not afraid of snow and ice attack.
-Jiang Xue
is a poem written by Liu Zongyuan, a writer and politician in the Tang Dynasty, who failed in political reform and was exiled to Yongzhou. It expresses the poet's will to never compromise with evil forces. The artistic conception is cold and noble, aloof and vulgar.
Bashan Chu River is desolate, and it was abandoned in 23 years.
Nostalgia, singing and smelling flute fu, is like a rotten ke in my hometown.
On the side of the sinking boat, Qian Fan passes, and in front of the diseased tree, Wan Muchun.
today, I listen to a song by Jun, so I can take a glass of wine for a while.
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Liu Yuxi was willing to sigh that he had been repeatedly relegated, in adversity and attacked by an old illness, resulting in political inaction. However, he also used "Qian Fan Guo" and "Wan Muchun" to express his deep satisfaction that there are still many like-minded friends in the world. 2. Poems about plants and animals
Early Mei Tang Qi Ji
All the trees are frozen and ready to break, but the solitary roots are warm and lonely.
In Zita Law Lane, the former village, a branch opened last night.
the wind gives out a delicate fragrance, and the birds peep at the plain beauty.
next year, if you are in compliance with the law, you should start looking at Chuntai first.
Zaomei Zhang said,
A tree with cold plum and white jade strips is near the village road and the creek bridge.
I don't know if the spray is coming first, but it is suspected that it has not been sold after winter snow.
Wang Anshi's Plum Blossom
There are several plums in the corner, and Ling Han opens them alone.
I know from afar that it is not snow, because there is fragrance coming.
Wang Mian, Bai Mei
This body is in the snow forest,
Different peaches and plums are mixed with fragrant dust.
Suddenly, it was fragrant overnight, and
it was scattered as dried Kun Wan Li fragrance.
Xuemei Lu Meipo
Mei Xue was not willing to surrender for the sake of spring, and the poet paid a flat fee for writing.
Mei Xuxun's snow is three points white, but the snow loses a piece of plum fragrance.
Wu Jiaji's Poem on March 3rd
Last night, the bow of the boat was raining like silk, and orchids were blooming in my basin.
Many flowers competed for the opening of the repair day, and tourists arrived home just in time.
Zhu Yizun's
Lady Gu painted orchids
Brothel people went to the pen bed empty, and Xizhou said thank you.it still has the color of Qinhuai fragrant grass, and it is light and evenly dyed with sunset red.
Wang Shishen's "Feng Nv Painted Orchids"
Beggars get a poet's description of Yan, and the jade pool is clear and beautiful.
once you talk about the weakness, Ye Ye's proposal is pitiful.
Shi Tao's "Moran"
The roots are gone, so I can't write a poem, so I can give it to you in solitude.
if you have a thousand incense sticks, you will be relieved when you spill ink in the pool.
Chinese cymbidium
It's full of bones and clear leaves, and it's amazing to smile back in the wind.
write with your own pen and ink, that is, the front is the back.
Chinese cymbidium
Apart from the Yao grass and the spring star, I listen to Huang Ting's dream when I am tired.
under the leaves, the clouds cross half way, and nothing in the world is completely blue.
I believe he is drunk in the cold valley, which makes my dress spineless.
if you can't be infatuated with flowers, you will have more fragrance if you pour dust on them.
Aisingiorro Xuanye's "Qiu Lan"
In front of the temple, there are pots of flowers, and the orchids are unique. In the past, they were called the king's fragrance and the gentleman of the square, because of the four rhymes.
Qiu Lan color, how green the cloth leaves are.
I love the king's incense and show the atrium with flowers.
the hidden fragrance is scattered, and the static shadow is sparse.
it's necessary to spend too much money on nine things, and waste too much time on other things.
The mountains are covered with lush bamboo trees, and the sound of streams is heard everywhere.
the bamboo is dark and the sun ends, and the ancient wood is dry and cloudy.
lean on the threshold to listen to the birds singing, and climb the cliff to collect exotic flowers.
spring is half over, and everything is blooming.
Ode to the Orchid
Graceful flowers with long green leaves make it difficult for the wind to hide the fragrance in the valley.
don't flatter yourself just because you are worthy of it, even if no one is there.
Cheng Fan's
Blue is the king's fragrance, and the fragrance is in the breeze.
Never look like a cave, and never compete for prosperity and beauty.
Cao Yin's Winter Orchid
Winter grass is cold and blue, and orchids are also flowers.
as clear as a grain-digger, as thin as a poet.
there are several strands of hairpin in the cluster, and the top is divided into double bun.
in the evening window, the fragrance is fragrant, and the wind shadows want to weave yarn.
Zhu zai-zhen's "Jian Lan"
The jungle is full of valleys, and the berries are thin all over the forest.
it's better not to sew than to be a doorknob.
after crossing the Guanshan Mountain, you can cultivate a few pavilions.
turn around and forget about Minhai and fall in love with Xiang Jing Luo.
if you think lightly, you will return to the fragrance in the day, and the clear spring will be suitable for you in the evening.
the jade hairpin bounces again and again, and the sky can be used. 3. Poems about plants and animals
Plants:
1. is like a spring gale, come up in the night, blowing open the petals of ten thousand pear trees. (Cen Can's "a Song of White Snow in Farewell to Field-Clerk Wu Going Home")
2. Swallows don't return to spring late, and a misty rain makes apricot flowers cold. (Dai Shulun's Suxi Pavilion)
3. When people are idle, osmanthus flowers fall, and the night is quiet and the mountains are empty. (Wang Wei's birdsong stream)
4. Peach Blossom Pond is deeper than thousands of feet, not as good as Wang Lun's. (Li Bai's "To Wang Lun")
5. Even if the wind blows away overnight, it is only near the shallow water of Luhua. (Sikong Shu's "Jiang Cun Yi Shi")
6. The scattered plum blossoms are too residual, and the old garden returns to the New Year. (Li Pin's seeing friends off at the mouth of the lake)
7. wait till the Mountain Holiday, I am coming again in chrysanthemum time. (Meng Haoran's "Passing the Old People's Village")
8. In April, the south wind turned yellow, and the jujube flowers did not fall. (a Farewell to My Friend Chen Zhangfu by Li Qi)
9. There are three or two peach blossoms outside the bamboo, which is the prophet of duck warming in the spring river. (Su Shi's "The Night Scene of the Spring River in Hui Chong")
1. The pear flower courtyard dissolves in the moon, and the catkin pond is faintly windy. (Yan Shu's "Moral")
11. On the way down Linping Mountain in May, countless lotus flowers filled Tingzhou. (Dao Qian's Lin Ping Dao Zhong)
12. The flowers of a thousand miles of rice should be beautiful, and the leaves of five trees should be the best sound. (Zeng Ji's "Su Xiu Road, since July 25th, it rained heavily for three days, and the autumn seedlings were made with Su Xi")
13. The lotus leaves are infinitely blue when the sky is connected, and the lotus flowers are red when the sun is reflected. (Yang Wanli's "Seeing Lin Zifang at Dawn in Jingci Temple")
14. The small building listens to the spring rain all night, and the deep alley sells apricot flowers in the Ming Dynasty. (Lu You's "The Beginning of the Spring Rain in Lin 'an")
15. No one saw plum blossoms and bamboos, and they blew incense across the stone bridge overnight. (Jiang Baishi's "In addition to the night, from the stone to the lake and the stream")
16. The reeds are everywhere and I am old, and whoever flies home will fly. (Wen Tianxiang's Jinling Post)
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"Thousands of miles of warblers sing green and reflect red"
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"If you look at the red and wet place, the flowers are more important than the Jinguan City"
19 to Chongyang Day, I am coming again in chrysanthemum time Meng Haoran's "Crossing the Old People's Village"
2 The flowers are getting more and more attractive, and the shallow grass can lose its horseshoe. Bai Juyi's "A Spring Trip to Qiantang Lake"
The curtain rolls west wind, and people are thinner than yellow flowers (Li Qingzhao's "Drunken Flower Yin") < Plum blossoms come from bitter cold.
Mei Xuxun's snow is white, but the snow loses a little plum blossom.
There are several plums in the corner, and when it is cold, the flowers bloom alone. One lovesickness, two worries
Animals:
where petals have been shed like tears, and lonely birds have sung their grief. (Du Fu: A Dream of Spring)
I awake light-hearted this morning of spring, everywhere round me the singing of birds. (Yu Haoran: Spring Dawn)
colorful clouds lave? my bosom free and easy, and the birds fly back and forth before my strained eye.. (Du Fu: Looking at Yue)
The mountains are getting better and better, and the birds are returning. (Tao Yuanming: Drinking)
here birds are alive with mountain-light, and the mind of man touches peace in a pool. (Chang Jian: "a buddhist retreat behind broken-mountain temple") 4. Give me three ancient poems that adversity makes talents. Thank you
Zhu Shi
Zhu Shi Zheng Xie (Qing)
I insist that the green hills are not relaxed and the roots are in the broken rocks.
you're still strong after thousands of blows, and you're free from the east, west, north and south winds.
My friend Liang Tiejun, a chivalrous man, painted bamboo
(Qing) Kang Youwei
He was born in Lingyun Festival, but he was still swaying.
the north wind is often chilly, and the autumn air is inseparable.
the leaves are still strong, but the soft branches are not blown.
I'm only bored with writing and being able, and the portrayal is particularly dripping.
Zhang Heng. Four Sorrow Poems
My thoughts are in Taishan, and it is difficult for me to follow them. Looking sideways at the east with tears. Beauty gave me Jin Cuodao, so why should I report it to English Qiong Yao? The road is far from easy, so why worry and trouble?
what I think is in Guilin, and I want to go to the depths of Hunan. Looking sideways to the south, tears are stained with the chest. Beauty gave me a piano and a post, so why should I give you a double jade plate? It's a long way to go, so it's not a worry.
I'm thinking about Hanyang, and I want to follow it. Looking sideways at the west with tears on her face. The beauty gave me a mink, so how can I report the bright moon and pearl? It's a long way to go, so there's no need to be worried.
my thoughts are in the wild goose gate, and I want to learn from them. Looking sideways at the north with tears and towels. The beauty gave me a splendid section, so why did I report the sapphire case? It's a long way to go, so don't lean on it and sigh. What is worrying and worrying?
Long song
Xia Wanchun
I want to go to the sky, and I want to keep out the wind without feathers.
I want to swim in the mountains and mud, and I want to wade in the river and worry about the cold.
Joan, Yu, Pei Shanshan, Hui, Gui and Ling Huilan.
there are many red and blue flowers in Zezhong, and the wind and the dusk linger around.
the grass is full of joy, but where is the beauty?
I am dressed in a jade crown, and I am bright and graceful.
it's hard to follow the path, and the tears of acacia are light.
heptachord was shot in the wind, for the sake of delicacies and wine.
the wind and the sharp strings absolutely destroy the heart and soul, and the moon stars are weak.
it is hard to go
Li Bai
pure wine costs, for the golden cup, ten thousand coppers a flagon, Yupan Jane is ashamed of her money.
I fling aside my food-sticks and cup, I cannot eat nor drink, I pull out my dagger, I peer four ways in vain.
I would cross the Yellow River, but ice chokes the ferry, I would climb the Taihang Mountains, but the sky is blind with snow.
I would sit and poise a fishing-pole, lazy by a brook, but I suddenly dream of riding a boat, sailing for the sun.
it is hard to go! Journeying is hard Don't go astray! Whither today.
I will mount a long wind some day and break the heavy waves, and set my cloudy sail straight and bridge the deep, deep sea. 5. Poems describing animals and plants
Write poems about plants:
1. Jasper is dressed as a tree with ten thousand green silk tapestries hanging down. -Tang He Zhizhang's "Chanting Willow"
2. hibiscus flowers with minced wood and red calyx in the mountains. -Tang Wangwei's "Xinyiwu"
3. The fragrant incense sells the green leaves, and the west wind worries about the green waves. -Tang Lijing's "Spread the Huanxi Sand"
4. The rustling west wind is full of loads in the courtyard, and it is difficult to come with a cold butterfly. -Tang Huang Chao's "Chrysanthemum"
5. The light shadow is horizontal and the water is shallow, and the faint fragrance floats at dusk. -Song Lin Bu's "Xiaomei in the Mountain Garden"
6. Why should it be light blue and deep red? It is the first among flowers. -Song Qingzhao's "Partridge Sky"
Write poems about animals:
1. Dragon and horse flowers and snow feathers, golden saddle and five tombs. -Tang Li Bai's "White Horse"
2. Knock the bones forward, and still bring your own copper sound. -Tang Lihe's "Ma Shi"
3. White hair floats green water, and the red palm stirs clear waves. -The Goose by King Luo Bin of Tang Dynasty
4. Two orioles sing green willows, and a line of egrets go up to the sky. -Tang Du Fu's quatrains
5. Several early warblers compete for warm trees, and whose new swallow pecks at the spring mud. -Tang Bai Juyi's Spring Trip to Qiantang Lake
6. I just realized that listening to the golden cage is not as good as singing freely in the Woods. -Song Ouyang Xiu's "Thrushcross Birds" 6. Poems with plants or animals
Wandering around the butterfly, dancing, and singing at home. (Du Fu's "Looking for Flowers Alone by the Riverside")
The butterfly crossing the Flower Gorge is deeply seen, and it flies leisurely with some water. (Du Fu's "Two Poems of Qujiang")
The fisherman who believes in lodging is still vague, and the swallows fly in the clear autumn. (Du Fu's Three Poems of Autumn Prosperity)
Two orioles sing green willows, and a row of egrets fly into the sky. (Du Fu's quatrains)
The whiter the Jiangbi bird, the more blue and white the mountain is. Du Fu's "Two Poems"
came to Liang Shangyan since he left, and made a blind date with a gull in the water. (Du Fu's Qingjiang River)
I awake light-hearted this morning of spring, everywhere round me the singing of birds. (Meng Haoran's Spring Dawn)
the yellow crane never revisited earth, and white clouds are flying without him for ever. (Cui Hao's Yellow Crane Tower)
Several early warblers compete for warm trees, whose new swallow pecks at the spring mud? (Bai Juyi's Spring Trip to Qiantang Lake)
Thousands of miles of yingti are green and red, and the water village is full of wine flags. (Du Mu's "Jiangnan Spring")
Birds stay in the trees by the pool, and monks knock on the door. Jia Dao's
On Li Ning's Living in a Seclusion
drive the orioles away, don't cry on the branches. (Jin Changxu's "Spring Complaint")
Chai Men smells dogs barking, and the snow returns to people at night. Liu Changqing's
Yan Shu's "Huanxisha"
There are three or two peach blossoms outside the bamboo, which is the prophet of duck warming on the riverside. Su Shi's
The Night Scene of the Spring River in Hui Chong
Struggle for crossing, and a beach of gulls and herons is startled. (Li Qingzhao's Dream)Lin Ying cries to the silent place, and the grass pond listens to frogs alone. (Cao Qian's "Spring Twilight")
The mangroves are blooming and the birds are chirping, and the grass grows and the egrets fly in Pinghu. (Xu Yuanjie's "On the Lake")
In March, the residual flowers bloom even more, and the small eaves swallow up day by day. Zi GUI still cries blood in the middle of the night,
if you don't believe in the east wind, you can't call it back. (Wang Fengyuan's "seeing off the spring")