1. 10 poems about fire

Zhang Hu: "Feasting at the Taoist Priest's Room with Plum Blossoms on Qingming Day": "Song of Stone Drums".

The ghosts burst into tears, using fire to illuminate what they see. Whoever returns the hand to rub it, the god’s false handle is dedicated to its hero: "Ancient Military March", the new autumn shines on the cow girl, and the everlasting weeping willows are there Evening crow. Luo falls and boils in hundreds of rivers, loves fire and pities snow, and rivers billow with columns of smoke.

A foot of white salt is cold, and nine microscopic flakes of flying flowers are flying: climbing a mountain in the daytime to watch the beacon fire. Han Yu.

The smell is so fishy that it burns the long snake. Li Shangyin, ghosts guard Fan [扌为], Jiang Feng fishes and fires against Chou Mian.

Meng Haoran: The moon sets, crows cry and the sky is filled with frost: "Sui Palace", gradually introduces the music and singing, the spring breeze blows again, "Night Mooring on the Maple Bridge" Zhang Ji, panic causes thunderstorms: "Jiyu Wangchuanzhuang's work" 》. Bo Guan, a long-time official, is worried: In the moonlight on the river at night when the tide is ebbing, the river maple and fishing fire are facing melancholy. Yuan Jie's "The thieves retreated and showed the officials and the preface": Green ants make new fermented wine, two or three stars of fire are Guazhou.

Du Fu. Zu Yong.

Whoever moves far away will extinguish it. The green forest is ashes, a letter from home is worth ten thousand gold, and the sleeves are full of gold dust.

But knowing the origin of joy is as bright as the light in Zhuzhou. *** Worry about selling tomorrow: "Night Mooring at Maple Bridge".

A silver plate piled with catkins. Wang Wei, Shanyu's hunting fire shines on Langshan, and the clouds collapse and freeze.

The fetish has soared. Er Ning wants to slander, and the beast's charcoal is first broken.

Fire is the spring of the twelfth lunar month. "Grass" Bai Juyi, roaring to entangle tigers, clouds and mountains by the sea embrace Jicheng: "The Preface to the Song of Yanxing": The monk said that the ancient wall Buddhist paintings were good, so he painted them over the years. Other: "Ask Liu Nineteenth": "Spring Hope": The beacon fire on the battlefield invades Hu Yue, and it will be frightened and blocked: The land of Huowei is desolate and full of monsters, drinking horses by the river at dusk: There are no fireflies in the rotten grass today, and there is a severe drought. For example: "Daughter's Journey to Luoyang", the furnace is full of red jade fever, and you can use this to get close to your lover: to make him conquer. The wind blew huge flames, and the wilderness was heavy and white. The wildfires burned endlessly. The rain accumulated in the empty forest and the fireworks were late. The peaches were blooming, and they were forced to fry like fire. A small stove made of red mud.

Playing with Fire and Snow by Bai Juyi What I love most in my life: The ancient garrison is green and the beacon fire is cold, even to the point of being ignorant, and the clouds are nowhere to be found. Bai Juyi: The moon is setting, the crows are crying, the sky is covered with frost: the rain is drenching the sun, the sun is scorching, and the wild fire is burning: the captain's letter is flying across the vast sea.

The power and customs burned Kunlun. It's very impressive at night.

The shepherd boy beat the fire to sharpen the horn of the ox. The snow was like a moon in a cloudy night, and no stone or soil could be seen. The old custom is to burn dragons, which gives a deeper breath like a thread.

Goose feathers are falling: the dawn of spring extinguishes the nine tiny fires, and I don’t know the season of drunkenness. Li Qi: The war rages on for three months.

Sweating and lying in the Jiangting Pavilion: Dan Zao first fired: "Inscribed on Jinling Ferry". Han Yu.

Zhang Ji. Wang Wei, steamed quinoa and cooked millet in East □ (for "Zi", remove three points of water and add grass head).

Fire by Du Fu Chu Mountain is full of moonlight fire, its roots are eternal: "Visiting the Hengyue Temple and then staying at the Yue Temple to inscribe the gate tower". Would you like to have a drink? Gao Shi: "Wangjimen".

Li Qi's "Listening to the sound of Dong Da playing Hujia and sending a message to the house to help." Han Yu's "Mountain and Stone".

2. 10 poems about fire

"Grass" Bai Juyi: The wild fires 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.. 3. Poems about flames

1. Wildfires never burn out, but spring breezes blow them again.

2. Get up and look at Nanshan, the mountains and fields are burning.

3. 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.

4. Make stone fires on the sand and burn bamboos to illuminate the fishing boats.

5. The sunset and the solitary ducks fly together, and the autumn fire lasts for a long time and the sky is one color.

6. Fire rice harvests early in the summer, while sea pepper blooms late in the spring.

7. The firefly is gradually closing down, and the weft is about to start. At that time, I thought about the word Jin and held the clothes of the pedestrians. < /p>

Yuan Jie's "Preface to the Preface to the Retreat of the Thieves to the Officials": Those who are ordered to seize them will be forced to do so as if they were boiling in a fire.

Li Qi's "Listening to the sound of Dong Da playing the Hujia and sending messages to the house for help": The ancient garrison was green and the beacon fire was cold, and the wilderness was heavy and snowy.

Han Yu's "Mountain and Stone": The monk said that the Buddhist paintings on the ancient walls are good, and what you see is rare if you use fire to illuminate them.

Han Yu: "Visiting the Hengyue Temple and Suisu Yue Temple Inscribed on the Gate Tower": The fire dimension, the earth, and the desolate foot monsters, the false gods in the sky are dedicated to their heroes.

Han Yu: "Song of Stone Drums": The rain is drenched in the sun, the sun is scorching, and the wild fires are burning, and ghosts are guarding you [扌为].

When a shepherd boy knocks the horn of an ox, who is rubbing it with his hands?

Gao Shi: "Preface to the Song of Yanxing": Yu Shu, the captain of the school, flies across the vast sea, and Chanyu's hunting fire shines on Langshan.

Li Qi: "Ancient Military March": Climb the mountain to watch the beacon fire during the day, drink horses by the river at dusk. 4. Poems about flames

Poems about fire

1. Six poems (Li Bai)

In May, there is snow in the Tianshan Mountains, but there are no flowers, only cold. I hear broken willows in the flute, but I have never seen the spring scenery. Fight with the golden drum at dawn, sleep with the jade saddle in your arms at night. I am willing to put my sword down from my waist to kill Loulan. The soldiers from heaven descended to the northern wasteland, and Hu Ma wanted to drink from the south. Heng Ge started from hundreds of battles, and went straight to the title of favor. Dinner on the sea with snow in hand, sleep on the head of Longtou with brushed sand. How can I break the Yuezhi and then sleep high? The horses are soaring like the wind and whipping out of the Wei Bridge. Bent the bow to bid farewell to the moon of Han Dynasty, insert feathers to break the arrogance of heaven. When the array is resolved, the stars are gone, and the fog in the air and sea in the camp disappears. The successful painting of Lin Pavilion is unique to Huo whoring and Yao. White horses and golden plugs, clouds and sand surround dreams. It's a sad day, and I remember the border town from afar. The autumn windows are full of fireflies, and the frost is late every month. Destroying the sycamore leaves, Xiao Shasha tang branches. I can't see you all the time, and I know it's empty when I shed tears. Seluo took advantage of the fall, and the heavenly soldiers came out of the Han family. The general divides the tiger bamboo, and the soldier sleeps on the dragon sand. The moon follows the shadow of the bow, and Hu Shuang brushes the sword flowers. Before entering the Jade Pass, the young woman should not sigh. The beacon fire shakes the desert and illuminates the sweet spring clouds. The Emperor raised his sword and summoned General Li. The military energy in the sky is united, and the sound of drums can be heard at the bottom of the mountain. Be bold and courageous, and fight to eliminate the demonic atmosphere.

2. From Jibeimenxing (Li Bai)

The prisoner formation is across the northern wasteland, and Hu Xing shines brightly.

The feather book is so fast that it shocks the lightning, and the beacon fire lights up day and night. Huzhu is in a hurry to save the border, but the army and chariots are already on their way. The master of Ming Dynasty is restless at the table, and his heart is flying when he presses the sword. A strong general emerges from his hub and takes to the battlefield with his flag. The might of the soldiers is overwhelming, and the murderous aura reaches the sky. The soldiers gathered at the foot of Chishan Mountain and set up camp next to Zisai. Meng Dong's wind and sand are tight, and the flags are rustling and withered. The corner of the painting is filled with sorrow over the sea and the moon, and the clothes are curled up with frost. He swung his sword to kill Lou Lan, and bent his bow to shoot the wise king. The single one is calm, and the seeds fall and perish on their own. I will repay the emperor with my merits and return to Xianyang with singing songs.

3. Traveling northward (Li Bai)

Why is it difficult to travel northward? Traveling northward is due to Taihang. The road is winding and steep, with craggy rocks reaching up to the sky. The horse's foot tramples the side stone, and the wheel destroys the high hill. The sand and dust are connected with Youzhou, and the beacon fire is connected with Shuofang. The murderous poisonous sword and halberd, the harsh wind tore the clothes. The whale runs across the Yellow River, and the chiseled tooth settles in Luoyang. There is no way back when I go forward, and I miss my old hometown when I return. In the miserable ice and snow, the screams are heartbreaking. If there is no cover, the skin will wither. The valley for collecting water is blocked, and the long slope for collecting fuel is long. The tiger has lost its tail again, grinding its teeth against the autumn frost. There is no vegetation to eat, and nothing to drink when hungry. I lament the hardship of going north, and it hurts me to stop. When will the king be at peace and his face will be opened to the light of day? 5. 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" 6. What are the ancient poems that describe "flame"

"Encountering Fire in the Sixth Month of the Year of Wushen" Wei and Jin Dynasties: Tao Yuanming left his thatched cottage in a poor alley and was willing to say goodbye to China. Xuan.

In the middle of summer, the wind blows fiercely, and the forest room is suddenly ablaze. There is a house with no remaining space, and a boat is shaded in front of the door.

On the far-off New Autumn Eve, the moon is about to be full. Fruits and vegetables are beginning to revive, but the frightened birds have not yet returned.

Standing in the distance at midnight, I look forward to the nine days of the week. He was always lonely and dying for forty years.

The traces will pass by the transformation, and the spiritual mansion will be alone for a long time. Chastity has its own quality, and jade is not solid.

When I look up to Donghu, I have enough food to stay in the middle field. My belly is bulging and I have nothing to think about; I wake up from morning to night and go back to sleep.

Since I no longer meet you, I still irrigate my garden. "Guo Bai Qi Tomb" Tang Dynasty: The flames of Cao Ye's Yiling were extinguished, and the vitality of Changping was low.

The general was old and ill and gave him a sword to the west of Xianyang. "Falling Flowers" Tang Dynasty: Bai Juyi can't stay in spring, and people return lonely in spring.

I am tired of the uncertain wind, and the flowers are rustling in the wind. Sighing before the wind blows, drinking under the flowers of the heavy life.

I advise you to taste the green fermented grains and teach others to pick up the red calyx. The peach floats in the flames, the pear falls in the snow.

The unique disease is dazzling, and the spring breeze cannot blow it away. "The Proud Fisherman" Song Dynasty: Lu Weilao flew flames from the iron wheel on his head.

Press the Mighty Sword carefully for self-defense. Who dares to look at both body and function?

The light shines. Why bother shaking the tea forest?

Niezi’s family tradition is frugal. A rough outline is like a chasm in the sky.

The porridge drum is not sounding and the lights are dim. No thoughts of kindness.

The ancient trees on the cliff are covered with vines. "Inscribed with Red Xinyi Flowers in Lingyin Temple, Playing to Reward Master Guang" Tang Dynasty: Bai Juyi's purple chalk contains pointed flames, and red rouge dyes the small lotus.

I was so fond of my hometown that I was so annoyed that the mountain monk regretted becoming a monk. 7. Poems about fire

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 8. Sentences about flames

Maternal love is a huge flame. French thinker, writer, 1915 Nobel Prize winner in Literature Romain Rolland

There is no sight more spectacular than fire. Famous quotes about fire by British writer Cy Johnson

The sun will drop blood on the ground, and the wind will turn the flames to burn people.

See "Mountain Pomegranate Sends Yuan Jiu" by Bai Juyi of Tang Dynasty.

The general meaning of these two sentences is: The blooming pomegranate flowers are like the sun shining on a blood ball, and the red color is dripping; the swaying pomegranate flowers are like flames rolling in the wind, burning people. Using metaphors and synaesthesia rhetorical techniques, the vivid red color of the pomegranate, like blood and fire, is vivid and dynamic.

Bai Juyi, a poet of the Tang Dynasty, "Pomegranate from the Mountain to Yuan Jiu"

Enthusiasm, when not careful, is a self-immolating flame. Lebanese poet, writer, and painter Gibran

Is there anything in this world that can extinguish the fire of anger in your heart? Wang Yunyi, Mentor Team of The Voice Contestant Harlem Yu Chengqing of China

Love is the flame of life. Without it, everything becomes dark night. Famous quotes about flames: French thinker and writer Romain Rolland, winner of the 1915 Nobel Prize for Literature

The flame of hope is extinguished in the heart, leaving only the scorched loneliness.

Love is the creative flame and inspiration that keeps the torch of endeavor burning. American writer William Porterson "Love is the flame and inspiration of creation"

The horse will show the way, and the cow will show how the fire in our hearts should burn. Gypsies

Once the fire in the blood is burning, the strongest oath is as good as straw. Fire Quotes English Renaissance playwright and poet Shakespeare

The eyes of young people burn with fire, and the eyes of old people radiate light. Weilian

Human genius is just a spark. If you want to turn it into a blazing flame, you can only learn! study! Former Soviet writer Gorky

Telling the truth is what people need. It burns away the filth and mediocrity in people's hearts with the flame of shame. Long live the truth! Former Soviet writer Gorky

Only in the excitement of enthusiasm can the flame of the soul have enough power to melt the various materials that make genius into one furnace. Famous quotes about fire by Stendhal, a 19th-century French writer

When the heat of passion is exhausted and the harsh winter approaches, how can passion replace flames for warmth, and how can autumn glances replace food to satisfy hunger? Morifula

What people pursue is just to see the "new things" appearing in an extremely magnificent manner on top of the flames that destroy the "old things". Tagore, Indian poet, writer, philosopher, winner of the 1913 Nobel Prize for Literature

Love, like fire, cannot continue to exist without constant movement. Once it stops hoping and fearing, its life will also stop . French writer La Rochefoucauld

Wine, God knows in what year and month, you absorbed the flame of which forgotten sun, and it has remained until now, and has also experienced thousands of years of darkness. Famous quotes about fire by English poet Tennyson

The brave cry of the petrel is full of longing for the storm. In this cry, Dark Cloud heard the power of anger, the flame of passion, and the confidence of victory.