1. Poems about Xiyao
Poems about Xiyao 1. Are there any ancient poems about the word "xi"
The clouds are flowing like water, and the water is flowing. The evening light shines on Bangshan Zhang
The morning sun welcomes guests and shines on Chonggang, while the late rain leaves people intoxicated.
The teacher is going to Lumen today, and the sun is shining brightly here.
Explanation
Xi xī sunshine (mostly refers to the morning): Xiguang. Xixuan (referring to the sun). Xiwei (sunlight is dim). Morning light. Chao (zhāo) Xi. Spring light. Number of strokes: 20; Radical: day;
Word group
Xihe, Xihe, Xijing, Xilun, Xibrid.
Sentence
1. The teacher walked into the school in the morning light and left under the moonlight. It was a very hard work.
2. As long as the morning sun is shining in the east, my father will get up and exercise.
3. Men sit in the sun and read newspapers, while women nurse babies in the cool morning light.
4. The green mountains and green waters are shrouded in the morning light, like a beautiful landscape painting.
5. If the beautiful morning light really turns into a rare dusk, and what passes away quietly is irreversible, then should we treat life well?
2. Poems about Yao characters
1. Qingping Diao·Part 1
Tang Dynasty: Li Bai
Clouds think about clothes and flowers Looking back, the spring breeze blows the threshold and the dew is thick.
If we hadn’t met at the top of Qunyu Mountain, we would have met under the moonlight at Yaotai.
Translation:
When I see clouds, I think of her gorgeous clothes; when I see flowers, I think of her gorgeous appearance; when the spring breeze blows on the railings, the dewdrops moisten the flowers and make them more colorful.
With such a natural beauty, it is either the fluttering fairy seen on the top of the jade mountain, or the goddess under the moonlight in front of the Yaotai Hall.
2. Xiaochong Mountain·The cicadas couldn’t stop singing last night in the cold weather
Song Dynasty: Yue Fei
The cicadas couldn’t stop singing last night in the cold weather. Shocked back from a thousand-mile dream, it’s been the third update. Get up and walk around the steps alone. People are quiet, and the moon is dimly bright outside the curtain.
A white head is a sign of fame. Old mountains and old pines and bamboos block the return journey. I want to express my thoughts to Yao Qin. If you have few close friends, who will listen when your string is broken?
Translation:
The unstoppable chirping of crickets on the autumn night last night woke me up from a distant dream. It was already the third watch. He got up and walked around the steps alone. There was no sound around, and a pale moon was dim outside the curtain.
Those who have made contributions to the country will leave a lasting legacy, and they will grow old even before they are old. The pines and bamboos on the mountains in my hometown have grown up and become old, and they have no choice but to make peace and block the return journey. I want to play a song on the Yao Qin with all my thoughts on it. But there are few close friends in the mountains and rivers. Even if the strings of the piano are broken, who will listen?
3. Flower Shadows
Song Dynasty: Su Shi
There are many flowers on the Yaotai, and the children can't sweep them away several times.
The sun has just taken away the world, but the bright moon has taught me to see the future.
Translation:
There are layers of flower shadows on the pavilion, and the servants can’t be swept away several times. In the evening, when the sun goes down, the shadows of the flowers just disappear, but when the moon rises, the shadows of the flowers reappear one after another.
4. Huanxisha·The spring color is deep in the small courtyard window
Song Dynasty: Li Qingzhao
The spring color is deep in the small courtyard window, and the heavy curtains are not rolled up and the shadows are heavy. Leaning on the floor, I was speechless and listened to the Yao Qin.
The clouds in the distance are urging the dusk to fall, and the gentle wind is blowing and the rain is making it light and overcast. It may be difficult to stop the pear blossoms from declining.
Translation:
The small courtyard is hidden among the deep green trees and flowers in spring. The small windows upstairs are idle, and the thick curtains are not rolled up, making the dark boudoir look... The shadows are heavy. Leaning against the railing alone, I had no one to express my sorrow to, so I could only play with the strings absentmindedly.
Although the clouds are unintentional, they urge dusk to fall early; the breeze blows the rain, and the gentle breeze in the dusk blows the drizzle and stirs the dim light clouds. The pear blossoms in the yard are about to wither. I'm afraid they can't even bear the slanting wind and drizzle. It's really sad.
5. Xiaoxiang God·Mottled Bamboo Branch
Tang Dynasty: Liu Yuxi
Bamboo branches, mottled bamboo branches, dotted with tears to express lovesickness.
Chu Ke wanted to hear Yao Se's complaint, it was late at night in Xiaoxiang when the moon was bright.
Translation:
Bamboo branches, mottled bamboo branches, with tears stained by lovesickness. Wanderers from the Chu land, if you want to hear Yao Se's grievances, go to the Xiaoshui Xiangjiang River in the middle of the night when the moon is bright.
3. Poems and sentences about bringing sunshine and Xiao
The dusk rain sprinkles the river sky to cleanse the autumn.
Liu Yong's "Eight Sounds of Ganzhou" But the dream is a free and unrestrained one, shining slantingly on the water at dusk. Zhou Bangyan's "Flower Prisoner" The wind and rain are blowing, the rooster crows, and when you see a gentleman, there are many clouds and barbarians.
The Book of Songs "Wind and Rain" is unforgettable. During the wine party, the lonely wind and moon often changed into stars and frost. The sea is vast and the mountains are far away. Where is Xiaoxiang? Liu Yong's "Jade Butterfly" The Chenjiang River fortunately circles Chenshan Mountain, but for whom it flows down to Xiaoxiang.
The mountains and rivers in Qin Guan's "Treading on the Shasha" are picturesque, and the scenery is graceful towards autumn. Where will the water stop the blue sky? Ji color cold light shines on each other.
"Li Ting Yan" If Xiao Shu is like this now, he will not be able to compete with others. "White Lotus in Chimenyan" The smoke from the hibiscus flag falls, and the shadow moves and the reverse scene shakes Xiaoxiang.
Du Fu's "Admonishment to Han" Tingzhou is picking white apples, and the sun sets in Jiangnan Spring. There are returning guests in Dongting and old friends in Xiaoxiang.
"Jiangnan Song" The motherland is sad, the new pavilion has tears in its eyes, and the rain is falling. "Niannujiao" Wang Lanbao's seal script sells dragons and phoenixes, and the painted screen clouds lock Xiaoxiang.
The cold night is slightly transparent and the clothes are thin, making you think endlessly. It's almost dusk at Xie'an Hotel, and I secretly recall Ding Ning's thousands of words.
How affectionate is an inch of tenderness? Thin quilt, lonely pillow, dreaming back to the quiet, invading Xiaoxiao rain at dawn. "The Sapphire Case" The east wind blows with light clouds, sending misty rain every now and then.
The swallows have newly returned to the terrace by the water, and there is a little fragrant mud, and the wet flowers are flying with them. "Yu Meiren" contains the story of General Li's hatred for Xiaoxiang.
Please take a look at the flowing water from the east, and then you will know the different meanings of the world. "Partridge Sky" brings wine to spring without saying a word, but it rains lightly at dusk.
"Butterflies in Love with Flowers" Zhu Shuzhen cuts a plum blossom and the boat crosses the Wujiang River by Jiang Jie. A piece of spring sorrow awaits the pouring of wine, the boat on the river is rocking, and the curtains on the upper floors are moving. Qiuniangdu and Tainiang Bridge, the wind is blowing and the rain is misting.
When will you return home to wash guest robes? The word "Yin" is "Zheng", the word "Xin" is "Xiangshao". The flowing light easily throws people away, turning cherries red and bananas green.
Chang Ge Xing, Han Dynasty Yuefu In the green garden, sunflowers bloom and the morning dew waits for the sun. In the spring of Budeze, all things will be radiant.
I am often afraid that when the autumn festival comes, the leaves of the yellow flowers will wither. From the east to the sea, when will the rivers return to the west? If a young man does not work hard, the old man will be miserable.
"Welcome the Spring in the Garden on the Beginning of Spring" Li Xian Shen Gao's blessed land San Qin Yi, the home of the Nine Immortals of Yutai Jinque. The cold light is still in love with the sweet spring tree, and the beautiful scenery is near the first flower of Jianjian.
The colorful butterflies and orioles have not yet sang and danced, but the plum blossoms and willow colors are already boasting. It's time to welcome the spring and set off the cloud-flowing mat. I'm temporarily asking the sun wheel not to slant suddenly.
"Tang Xiang Haotian Le? No. 1" Wu Zetian's taiyin condensed to the point of transformation, truly shining in the Xuanyi. The terrace of Dema'e is wide and the benevolence is as high as a draped veil.
The sky begins to rise, and the dreamy sun rises. "Climbing Huangshan Lingxantai to see off his younger brother Liyang Wei Jichong and boating to Huayin" Li Bailuan is from the Feng clan, soaring in the purple clouds.
The article is radiant with five colors, and both are inhabiting the Qiong tree. Once they flew away, the phoenix and the luan both cried.
In the middle of May in Yanhe, Zhu Xishuo embankment. Your boating service has made my heart and soul miserable.
There is no green grass in Qin, and the southern clouds are noisy with drums and drones. The king reduces the jade meal and gets up early to think about the rooster.
Cao leads to rescue Guan Fu, and the tired person does not need to be muddled. The prime minister makes it rain, and the farmers have plows to plow.
The quiet person lies in the grass, and the golden boudoir is filled with talents. There is no strong man with empty hands, and living in poverty makes a man low.
Send you off to Mount Huangshan, roaring against the ladder to heaven. The small boat is like a geese, and the big boat is like a whale salamander.
The sails are opened to disperse the long wind, and the wind is relaxed and aligned with the clouds. When the sun sets in Niuzhu, it's dark, and the sky is misty in the evening.
How can I miss you? I am lost in the west of Luoyang. "Interview with Master Han Xi" Lu Tongsan entered the temple and Xi came.
The windlass is a hundred feet away from an unmanned well, and the thirsty heart returns to produce dust. "A Gift to Master Hanxi" Senior Brother Lu Tonglengjia praised Xi for his knowledge of principles.
Breaking the lock and pushing the entrance, it is difficult to guess the results of high arguments.
The Analects of Confucius, Lao Zhuang Yi, search for the gods and ghosts.
Open the letter to hundreds of doors and knock on the bones to get the Buddha's marrow. In addition, I read ten thousand pages of miscellaneous scriptures extensively.
The monks in the high hall sit tiredly holding scrolls. Transformation comes from one mind, and the three teachings are initiated simultaneously.
Chewing the palace merchant with the bell, full of beautiful words. The generation of businessmen and girls has no idea of ??life and death.
Even if you encounter forced worship, you can speak elegantly without showing your teeth. To break the heaven and the earth, integrity can be counted on one's fingers.
Ji Zhan is this monk, isolated and helpless. I have been fond of writing poems lately, and the novelty is quite annoying.
Suddenly the ancient style is created, and all the vulgarity and extravagance are cut away. If you are careless, you should study history diligently.
The difference between the two is far from comparable. My pity for the monk is far away, my faith in Buddhism is not over yet.
The appearance is ancient and charming, and the Qing Dynasty is popular. I visited more than ten times and traveled three to five miles.
My heart is happy when I see it, and I am also happy when I don’t see it. When they met, they were chatting and having fun, and all four of them had their mouths open.
If you don’t see Yang Tianhe, no one will listen to you. Yesterday I came in the snow and looked barefooted.
Seal the stove to raise gold, and allow you to cut a square-inch dagger. Niwan Buddhism, Dahua Village is also shameful.
Confucius doubted Ji Zi because he didn’t dare to taste it before he reached it. The remaining medicine must be divided, and the remainder must be thrown into the mud.
It’s better to go to Xiangyang Hall, where the fermented grains are filled with floating ants. There is no guilt in the rice, but the wine becomes Dharma water.
If you don’t see your heart when you practice the way, you will be criticized and praised. The weather is fine and snowy, and the sunshine is beautiful with plum blossoms.
The spring birds are charming, and the spring breeze is intoxicating. There is no dust on the road, and there are flowers in the houses.
The eminent monk has a staff, and he is willing to stop by counting. "Fenghe Ode to Sun and Noon" Chu Liangxi drove to the pavilion at noon, but the floating arrow did not move the light.
The sun is not shining, and the shadows of the trees are in the middle. The grass is wilted and looks a little dull, and the leaves are dry and sparse.
After sleeping in the daytime, I was ashamed of my scriptures and temporarily put on my court clothes. "Sentence" Wang Jianyu did not go south to herd horses, and the mats were everywhere under the Tianshan Mountains.
It’s not easy for the public to win, so don’t let your outsiders bully you. A disciple of Jinjiang Poetry, he sent five-flowered notes from time to time.
The flowers are blooming, and the rain is falling all the way home. As soon as Jinfengting came down, it was the Xu Emperor who issued an edict to Shen Xi.
Xuancheng is surrounded by vast water, with grass-covered river walls and bamboo walls. "Reward Xue Yuan's Foreign Friendship and the Bitter Heat" sent by Jiaoran in June, the gold number is volts, and the sun is in Geng.
The scorching sun shines on the skin, and the poisonous mist dims the temperament. An Defenqinghe, super far out of the clouds.
I don’t know how the heart of heaven and earth can be created. The virtue of fire burns hundreds of flowers, and the Yao grass is not as prosperous.
At this time, the provincial guest suddenly felt the beauty in his arms. Holding and playing with the clothes, singing and singing beautifully.
Chi Jun assists the vitality and regulates the four seasons. The frost in the middle order is not cleansing, and the residual energy is always pure.
Poetry poets from the south of the Yangtze River should stop chanting and practicing hard and hot things. "Xiaogu" The sun rises brightly, the sky and the earth are right, and the morning light shines brightly.
The six dragons drive the crowd, throughout the ages. Kuafu is so stupid. He will tire himself first when he is racing.
Drink dry salty pond water and break off all the hibiscus branches. Death of thirst turns into fire, and you will do nothing if you groan.
Leaving Deng Lin alone would be derisive. "In the Summer, I was sent to the South China Sea to write in the middle of the road" Zhang Jiuling traveled thousands of miles, and the sun was shining.
Flying away and fleeing into the deep forest, Liu Shuo is afraid of having flaws. Isn't the baggage painless, but I am content with myself?
Serving sincerely is in the public domain, while worshiping and celebrating is private. Exhibiting one's strength shows little effect, and one's gratitude is deeply merciful.
If you want to go through water and fire, there will be no ghosts or gods to deceive you. It rises from the mountains in the morning and reaches the Yangtze River in the evening.
Autumn miasma makes me poisonous, and summer water is barren. Believe in those who know, but ask what is in your heart.
There are discrepancies between Lu and Liang, but they are not empty words. "Food Monk" Li Qunyu likes to read Tianzhu books in order to find no physiology.
Burning incense and gold verses, there is only water in the room. When communicating, the foreign language is empty.
The stern style shines on the autumn frost, and the high standard hides the history of monks. Clean vegetables and tea in the morning to invite good people.
As soon as the noise and competition are over, my heart is willing to rest. Benxi enters half a century, slowly sinking into the sky.
The desire for fame and wealth is overwhelming, and the wind is light and right and wrong. Bound by love, the Golden Immortal's purpose has not been fulfilled.
Control the ape's mind with tranquility, and raise the suspicion at once. Lun scarf and quinoa staff, this is true.
The next day will be in the clouds.
4. Ancient poems with the word "xi"
"Man Ting Fang·Shuo Shi Yan Xi"
Era: Song Dynasty Author: Mao Pang
The stone is shining brightly, the clouds are passing and the rain is falling, and the pagoda tree in the courtyard is clear at noon. Lotus flowers are blooming everywhere, and there is a pond of thin green duckweed. Pearls are flowing under the trough, dragon groups are broken, and rivers are full of water. Outside the balcony, at the bottom of the sycamore leaves, there is the sound of a golden well windrowing.
Yingying. Open the fog tent, with coral pillows and mica screens. Ice and snow have a cooling effect on the skin. The wind on the green sleeves returns to the painting fan, which blows the fragrant seal script and the Qiu tail slants horizontally. It's late at night through the north window, the beauty is quiet, and the bamboo shadows hang on the curtain.
"Qinyuan Spring·Dense Green and Overcast"
Era: Song Dynasty Author: Cao Xun
Dark green and overcast, crisp and round after the rain, the summer scene is new . Suddenly the purple mud is sealed, the red banner is built and the ax is blown, and a cloud is drifting. In the forbidden palace, Yuyin personally issued an edict and sent Huang Hua and Tong Bao to his neighbors. Lingjie is gone, the sky is warm and the heat is strong, and the wind is blowing thousands of miles away.
The blazing sun is shining in the sky. At noon, the Qi is evenly distributed to the roots of heaven and earth. When it is transported to the essence, it will be harmonious and harmonious, and it will become true by itself, eliminating all the side stories. It's about time to return. Before and after the autumn wind, pear, jujube and yellow flowers are spread all over the ground. In the evening of Changhe, I will go to Yuanzi Mansion and go to Mingjun.
"Bu Shuzi·Fu Lu Jade Scratching the Head"
Era: Song Dynasty Author: Shi Hao
Fu Lu Jade scratches the head, Aihu green silk temples. A clear song pours wine lotus, and there are still cattails.
The kitchen is decorated with blue gauze in the corner, and fans are waved to relieve boredom. Only the gentleman has a cold heart and is not afraid of the approaching sun.
"Man Ting Fang·Snow Fang Ning"
Era: Song Dynasty Author: Ge Cube
The snow is Fang Ning, the spring sun is shining through, the painting hall Xiaozhifang Feast. The fairy pistils on the jade platform, the smoke of Yaoyao outside the curtain. Don't talk about the green mountains and thousands of trees, chatting with each other is a solitary beauty. Where the cup is placed, the fragrant ginseng can be seen on the nose, and a hundred washes of water are not worthy of wisdom.
My house, where is the best place, beside the embroidered bamboo and the osmanthus stream. And it is treasured by the canal, and the boat is filled with gold. I have been sleeping on a spring pillow, and now I am drunk in front of the flowers. After the flowers flew away, they cheered and smiled, saying that the next year was coming again.
"Treading on the Shasha: The Rain Has Begun to Clear"
Era: Song Dynasty Author: Zhang Xiaoxiang
When the rain has begun to clear, the imperial edict has arrived. The fathers and elders of the country are happy for you. Ten years have passed since Jiang Hai returned, and he is helping the team in Xiangxi Palace.
The sun and moon are enlightened, and the wind and clouds are felt. It is necessary to stabilize the military strategy. Heaven teaches that the life of a loving mother will be endless, and she will look upon you with your golden hair and waist.
"日"
Era: Tang Dynasty Author: Li Qiao
Once you get out of Fusang Road, you can see the sky rising like a tree branch in the distance. The clouds are full of five colors, and the clouds are covered with nine lights.
The Canglong rides on the eastern continent, and the red feathers are late in the southern suburbs. My heart is more devoted than sunflower, and I enjoy the light day and night.
"Dendron Mountain's Dawn Hope Sends to Lu Shiyu"
Era: Tang Dynasty Author: Xue Tao
The first turn of the sun wheel shines on the celestial scepter, and the mist swirls on the mist Yao Ming. Without Xuan Hui's guidance, the horizon is green and green.
"Welcoming the Spring in the Garden on the Beginning of Spring"
Era: Tang Author: Li Xian
In the blessed land of Shenggao, San Qin Yi, the home of the Nine Immortals at Yutai Jinque. The cold light is still in love with the sweet spring tree, and the beautiful scenery is near the first flower of Jianjian.
The colorful butterflies and orioles have not yet sang and danced, but the plum blossoms and willow colors are already boasting. It's time to welcome the spring and set off the cloud-flowing mat. I'm temporarily asking the sun wheel not to slant suddenly.
"Fenghe Ode to the Sun and Noon"
Era: Tang Dynasty Author: Chu Liang
The sun is shining on the pavilion at noon, but the floating arrow has not moved the light. The sun never sets, and the shadows of the trees surround it.
The grass looks a little wilted, and the leaves look suspiciously dry. During the daytime, I slept in shame, and temporarily put on my court clothes.
"A Banquet in the Dark Sun"
Era: Tang Dynasty Author: Gong Sichu
The youth is full of beauty, and the spring is full of new ponds. To encourage rewards, I send you three friends, and to extend my happiness, I send you one.
The sound of birds changes with the pipe, and the shadows of flowers move with the wind. There is no limit to having fun, and you will cherish the evening sun when you are drowned.