1. Poems about fire
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.
Wang Wei: "A Daughter's Journey to Luoyang": The dawn in the spring window extinguishes nine tiny fires, and nine tiny pieces of flying flowers fly.
Du Fu: "Spring Hope": The war continues for three months, and a letter from home is worth ten thousand gold.
Meng Haoran: "Qingming Day Banquet at the Taoist Priest's Room with Plum Blossoms": The Dan Zao is on fire, and the peaches are blooming.
Ancestor chant: "Looking at 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 is empty and the fireworks are late, and the quinoa is steamed and cooked.
Li Shangyin: "Sui Palace": Today there are no fireflies in the rotting grass, 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 singing, and the sky is covered with frost, and Jiang Feng, fishing fire, and melancholy are facing melancholy.
Zhang Hu: "Inscribed on Jinling Crossing": In the setting moon of the river at night when the tide is falling, two and three stars are shining in Guazhou. 2. Write poems about fire
1. Wildfires never burn out, but they are rekindled by the spring breeze.
2. Get up and look at Nanshan, the mountains and fields are burning.
4. Make stone fires on the sand and burn bamboos to illuminate the fishing boats.
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.
Fire
Dance
Without music as a seed
it can sprout in the wind
Like a grand festival Fixed
Only the raised arms
are describing the name of a nation
Fire means the movement of brilliance and vitality
Symbolizes the corrections of life one after another
The moment you walk silently from loneliness
The shining heart is reborn
A star in the cold sky Embellishment
But it radiates and thunders in the excitement
Fire means a heroic burst of bravery in pain
In the constant roar of the Wild nature is swaying in the wind
Only a pile of small ashes are left behind
What comes is the enlightenment of faith
Open your eyes and take a look! Bringing the light he refined with a kind of destruction 3. Poems about fire
Xin Qiji - "The Sapphire Case"
The east wind blows thousands of flowers and trees at night, and even more stars fall down. 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" 4. There are complete poems about fire
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When I went out to see my companions, they were all frightened: I have been together for twelve years, and I don't know who Mulan is. Girl
"Mulan Poems/Mulan Ci" Southern and Northern Dynasties·Anonymous
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The war has been going on for three months, and letters from home are worth ten thousand gold
"Spring Hope" by Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty
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The wild paths are dark with clouds, but the fires on the river boats are only bright
"Rain on a Spring Night" by Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty
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Looking back suddenly, the man was there, in the dimly lit place
"The Sapphire Case·Yuan Xi" by Xin Qiji, Song Dynasty
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p>Yesterday the neighbor was begging for a new fire, and he was given a reading lamp at dawn window
"Qingming" Wang Yucheng of the Song Dynasty
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The wild fire will not burn out , the spring breeze blows and grows again
"Grass/Fu De Ancient Grass Farewell" Tang·Bai Juyi
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Thousands of hammers carved out the deep mountains, and the fire burned them as if they were idle
"Song of Lime" Yu Qian, Ming Dynasty
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His face is dusty and smoky, his temples are gray and his fingers are black
"Selling Charcoal" "Weng" Tang·Bai Juyi
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Forty-three years, I still remember the beacon fire on Yangzhou Road
"Yongyu Le·Jingkou Beigu Pavilion Nostalgic 》Xin Qiji of the Song Dynasty
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The south of the Yangtze River is good, and the scenery is familiar to me before; 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 blue
"Recalling Jiangnan Ci" Three Poems" Tang Dynasty·Bai Juyi
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The moon is setting, the crows are crying, the sky is full of frost, the river maple fishing fire is facing melancholy
"Night Mooring at Fengqiao/Night Mooring at Fengjiang River 》Tang Dynasty·Zhang Ji
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The lights are bright at three o’clock and the chickens are at five o’clock, it is the time for men to study
"Poems to Encourage Learning" Tang·Yan Zhenqing
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The beacon light shines on Xijing, and I feel uneasy in my heart
"On the Military March" Tang·Yang Jiong
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Forbidden In the fire sky, it’s time to try on new makeup, and the age is here, and it’s the third best time
"Santai·Qingming Yingzhi" Wan Qiyong of the Song Dynasty
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< p> The underworld is a ghost fire, the spring courtyard is closed and the sky is dark"Song of Righteousness" Song Dynasty Wen Tianxiang 5. 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. 6. There are complete poems about fire
1 When I went out to see my companions, they were all frightened: I have been together for twelve years and I didn’t know Mulan was a girl. "Mulan Poems/Mulan Ci" Southern and Northern Dynasties·Anonymous 2 Three consecutive beacon fires "Spring Hope" Tang·Du Fu 3 "Spring Hope" Tang·Du Fu 3 The wild paths are dark with clouds, "Spring Night Happy Rain" Tang·Du Fu 4 Suddenly the fire on the river boat is bright, and suddenly I look back, but that person is there, "The Sapphire Case·Yuan" Evening" Song Dynasty·Xin Qiji 5 Yesterday the neighbor begged for a new fire, and a reading lamp was distributed at the dawn window "Qingming" Song Dynasty·Wang Yucheng 6 The wild fire burned endlessly, and the spring breeze blew again "Grass/Fu De Gu Yuan Cao Farewell" Tang Dynasty·Bai Juyi 7 Thousand Hammers Thousands are dug out of the mountains, and the fire burns as if it is leisurely. "Ode of Lime" Yu Qian, Ming Dynasty 8, his face is dusty and smoky, his temples are gray and his fingers are black. "Charcoal Seller" Tang, Bai Juyi 9, forty-three years, I still remember the beacon fire on Yangzhou Road "Yong Yu Le·Jingkou Bei Gu Pavilion Nostalgia" Song Dynasty Xin Qiji 10 The south of the Yangtze River is good, the scenery is familiar to me before; the sun rises and the river flowers are as red as the fire, and the spring comes and the river is as green as blue "Three Poems Recalling Jiangnan" Tang Dynasty Bai Juyi The crow crows at sunset in November The sky is covered with frost, the river maple and the fishing fire are against melancholy. "Night Mooring at Maple Bridge/Night Mooring on the Fengjiang River" Tang Dynasty Zhang Ji 12 The lights are on at the third watch and the chickens are at five o'clock. It is when a man is studying "Poem to Encourage Learning" Tang Dynasty Yan Zhenqing 13 The beacon light shines on Xijing, in the heart "Zibuping" "Walking with the Army" Tang Dynasty Yang Jiong 14 Fire-forbidden days, it is time to try out new makeup, the age has arrived, three points are good "Santai·Qingming Yingzhi" Song Dynasty Wan Qiyong 15 The ghost fire in the underworld, Chunyuan Guan Tianhei's "Song of Righteousness" by Wen Tianxiang of the Song Dynasty. 7. Poems describing the fire
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.
Traveling North (Li Bai)
Why is it so hard to travel north? Traveling north 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? 8. Excerpts from ancient poems about fire, and good paragraphs for composition
"Li Li Yuan Shang Cao" is a poem in "Farewell to the Ancient Yuan Cao" by Bai Juyi, a poet of the Tang Dynasty.
"Farewell to the Ancient Yuancao" is a composition written for examinations. It is said that Bai Juyi composed it when he was sixteen years old. "Farewell to the Ancient Original Grass" (Tang Dynasty) Bai Juyi left the original grass, and it withered and flourished every year.
Wildfires never burn out, but the spring breeze blows them again. The distant fragrance invades the ancient road, and the clear green meets the deserted city.
I sent the king and grandson off again, and the love was full of farewell. Dynasty of Fire: Tang Dynasty Author: Du Fu Original text: The Chu Mountains experience fire in the moon, and severe droughts will cause this.
It is an old custom to burn dragons, causing panic and thunderstorms. The explosions embedded in the demons weep, the frozen mist collapses and the clouds boil. The roots are eternal.
The green forest is ashes, and the clouds are nowhere to be found. It's very impressive at night, and the new autumn shines on the cow girl.
The wind blows huge flames, and the river floods into pillars of smoke. The power and customs burn Kunlun, and the light shines on Zhuzhou.
The smell is so fishy that it burns long snakes, and the roaring sound entangles tigers. The divine object has flown high, and no stone or earth can be seen.
I would rather slander you, so I can get close to insulting you. The officials in Boguan are worried and even ignorant to the master.
Whoever extinguishes the distant migration will be afraid of being blocked. Lying in the river pavilion while sweating, my breath becomes deeper and deeper.
"After the Fire in Ganlu Temple" (Luo Yin) The victorious events of the Six Dynasties have come to an end, but there are still idle people looking at it with regret. I only know that ghosts and gods can protect things, but I don’t know that dragons and elephants turn into ashes.
Xi was ashamed that the muddy water in Shuifu was not strange, and Yan said that Wu Palace was not a disaster. Do you still know the old prince of Hiraizumi? The traces of his life are as traceable as the tower.
"Xianghe Song Ci? Noda Yellow Bird's Journey" (Li Bai) Don't travel by the green mountains of Yanzhou, don't live close to Wu Gongyan. A fire broke out in the Wu palace and burned your nest, and Yanzhou was trapped in a trap.
Under the basil with two wings of depression, even if there are eagles and falcons, it is useless. "Watching Wild Fire in Daozhou" (Lu Wen) The south wind blows fierce fire, and the flames burn through Chuze.
Sunny scenes are late in the day, and red in the middle of the night on cloudy days. It's like a comet when it passes by, and it's like an electric shock when it comes.
How can you distinguish Xiao Lan, how can you distinguish jade. Insects and snakes are all shining and dying, and tigers are running around.
All the accumulated filth is removed, and the harmonious energy begins to dissolve. In the time of Yao, he respected and taught, and Yu Jiasi made his mark.
He Yinghe is growing everywhere, and Liangqi wheat is showing off. There is a Jingdi chant in the family, and there are no gaps between people.
If you realize that burning is like gong, you will benefit from it in the coming year. "On the Qingming Day, a new fire is given to hundreds of officials" (Han Jun) Zhu Qi passed down the red candle, and the heavenly kitchen bestowed it on the ministers.
Fire follows the zodiac, and smoke surrounds the white elm. Glory is divided into other days, grace is divided into this moment.
Adjust the Jinding meal to warm the people of Yutang. Dawn shines brightly on thousands of doors, and spring shines brightly on thousands of wells.
Ying pity the fireflies and gather together at night to look towards the east neighbor. Poems describing fire 1. Six poems in the second chapter of the poem (Li Bai) In May, it snows in the mountains, but there are no flowers, only cold.
I heard the 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 and kill Loulan directly. The soldiers from heaven descended to the northern wasteland, and Hu Ma wanted to drink from the south.
Heng Ge has fought hundreds of battles, and has always been the most favored one. Dinner on the sea with snow in hand, sleep on the head of Longtou with brushed sand.
How can one defeat the Yuezhi and then rest easy? The horses are soaring like the wind and whipping out of the Wei Bridge.
Bending the bow to bid farewell to the moon of Han Dynasty, inserting 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.
Successfully painted Lin Pavilion, unique to Huo whoring and Yao. White horses and golden plugs, clouds and sand surround dreams.
It was a sad day, and I recalled the border town far away. The autumn windows are full of fireflies, and the frost is late every month.
Destroying the sycamore leaves, Xiao Sasha tang branches. I can't see you all the time, and I know it's empty when I shed tears.
The soldiers came down in autumn, 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 is in harmony in the sky, 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 wilderness, 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 military 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 the hub and takes to the battlefield with the flag. The might of the soldiers is overwhelming, and the murderous aura reaches the sky.
The soldiers set up camp at the foot of Chishan Mountain and beside Zisai. Meng Dong's wind and sand are tight, and the flags are rustling and withered.
The painting corner is filled with sorrow for 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. I will repay the emperor with my merits and return to Xianyang with singing songs.
3. Traveling northward (Li Bai) Why is it so 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 we go forward, and we miss our old hometown when we return. In the miserable ice and snow, the screams are heartbreaking.
Without enough cover, your skin will become dry and dry. 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?
Reposted from the Palace of Poetry: :/"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 knotted with sorrow and sleep. "The thieves retreated and informed the officials, and the preface" said: Those who ordered them to seize the enemy were forced to burn like fire. Li Qi's "Listen to the sound of Dong Da playing Hujia and sending messages to the house to help": In ancient times, the 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 can be seen by using fire to illuminate them is rare. Han Yu's "Visiting the Gate Tower of Suisu Yue Temple in Hengyue Temple": The fire is the dimension of the earth and the desolate foot monsters, and the false gods in the sky are dedicated to their heroes. 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 beats the horn of the fire ox, who will rub 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 cow girl. The wind blows the huge flames, and the rivers rise into smoke pillars. The power and customs burn Kunlun, and the light spreads across the continent and Zhu. It is fishy and burnt.