On the ancient poems with connotative beauty 1. Looking for ancient poems with intrinsic beauty

Li Shangyin Jinse

I want to know why my Jinse has fifty strings, and each string has a youthful interval.

Zhuangzi daydreaming, a saint, was bewitched by butterflies, and cuckoo crowed in the imperial spring.

Mermaids shed pearl-like tears on the moon-green sea, and the blue fields breathed their jade to the sun.

A moment that should last forever has come and gone before I know it.

Li Qingzhao speaks slowly.

Looking around, lonely and sad.

It's the hardest to stop breathing when it's warm and cold.

Three glasses of light wine, how can you object to his coming late and rushing! Guo Yan is very sad, but this is an old acquaintance.

Yellow flowers were piled all over the floor, withered and damaged. Who can pick them now? Looking out the window, how can you be black alone! Indus is drizzling, and at dusk, it is falling. This time, what a sad sentence!

Lu You had a bad career in his early years. He and his childhood friend Tang Wan have been married for many years and have no children. Plus his mother urged him to write a book, so he broke up with him. After years of separation, the two met again. Tang Wan was another wife, but Lu You was deeply hurt and wrote Chai Fengtou:

Red crisp hands, Huangteng wine, Mancheng spring willow. Dongfeng evil, with a faint heart and a cup of sadness, has been separated for several years. No! No! No!

Spring is the same, people are empty, and tears are red and sad. Peach blossom falls, idle pool pavilion, although the mountain alliance is there, it is difficult to hold books. Mo! Mo! Mo!

After Tang Wan saw it, his face was full of tears, and he went to another sad place:

The world is thin, human feelings are evil, and it is easy to fall when the rain is sent late. The breeze is dry, the tears are gone, and I want to worry about it. Difficult! Difficult! Difficult!

People become people, today is not what it used to be, and the sick soul often seems to be thousands of miles away. The bugle sounded cold, the night was dim, people were afraid to ask questions, and tears pretended to be happy. Hide. Hide. Hide.

Soon after, Don Wan Yi died of depression. ...

2. Looking for classical poetry with aesthetic connotation.

Li Shangyin Jinse

I want to know why my Jinse has fifty strings, and each string has a youthful interval.

Zhuangzi daydreaming, a saint, was bewitched by butterflies, and cuckoo crowed in the imperial spring.

Mermaids shed pearl-like tears on the moon-green sea, and the blue fields breathed their jade to the sun.

A moment that should last forever has come and gone before I know it.

Li Qingzhao speaks slowly.

Looking around, lonely and sad.

It's the hardest to stop breathing when it's warm and cold.

Three glasses of light wine, how can you object to his coming late and rushing! Guo Yan is very sad, but this is an old acquaintance.

Yellow flowers were piled all over the floor, withered and damaged. Who can pick them now? Looking out the window, how can you be black alone! Indus is drizzling, and at dusk, it is falling. This time, what a sad sentence!

Lu You had a bad career in his early years. He and his childhood friend Tang Wan have been married for many years and have no children. Plus his mother urged him to write a book, so he broke up with him. After years of separation, the two met again. Tang Wan was another wife, but Lu You was deeply hurt and wrote Chai Fengtou:

Red crisp hands, Huangteng wine, Mancheng spring willow. Dongfeng evil, with a faint heart and a cup of sadness, has been separated for several years. No! No! No!

Spring is the same, people are empty, and tears are red and sad. Peach blossom falls, idle pool pavilion, although the mountain alliance is there, it is difficult to hold books. Mo! Mo! Mo!

After Tang Wan saw it, his face was full of tears, and he went to another sad place:

The world is thin, human feelings are evil, and it is easy to fall when the rain is sent late. The breeze is dry, the tears are gone, and I want to worry about it. Difficult! Difficult! Difficult!

People become people, today is not what it used to be, and the sick soul often seems to be thousands of miles away. The bugle sounded cold, the night was dim, people were afraid to ask questions, and tears pretended to be happy. Hide. Hide. Hide.

Soon after, Don Wan Yi died of depression. ...

3. Are there any meaningful but beautiful poems?

1. I met her a long time ago, but since we separated, the time has become longer, and the east wind has started and a hundred flowers are blooming.

Silkworms in spring will weave until they die, and candles will drain the wick every night.

In the morning, she saw her hair cloud changing in the mirror, but she bravely faced the cold of the moonlight with her evening song.

There are not many roads to Pengshan. Oh, Bluebird, listen! -Give me what she said! . ("Untitled" Li Shangyin)

Translation:

It's rare to have a chance to meet each other, but I can't bear to part with each other. In addition, the weather in late spring, the east wind is coming, which makes people even more sad. Spring silkworms don't spin silk when they die, candles burn to ashes, and tear-like wax oil can drip dry. A woman who dresses up in front of the mirror in the morning is only worried that she is as rich as a cloud, her black hair changes color and her youthful appearance disappears. Men can't sleep at night, so they must feel Leng Yue's aggression. The other person's residence is not far from here, but there is no road to cross, just out of my reach. I hope there will be a messenger like a bluebird to visit my lover and diligently deliver the message for me.

2.

June asked whether the return date has not yet been determined.

Autumn pool night rain rises.

When * * * cut off the western window candle,

But words in the rain at night. ("A short message to a friend in the north on a rainy night" Li Shangyin)

Translation:

You often ask me when I will go home, and I don't have a fixed time to come back;

It is raining heavily in autumn night in Bashu area, and the pond is full of water.

When can you and I get together again and cut the candle flowers at the west window?

Tonight, I will tell you about the autumn rain, my painful feelings.

Another translation:

You asked me when I would come back, but I didn't decide on my return date.

I live alone in a hotel in Bashan. Facing the constant night rain, I see the pool water rising in autumn.

When can I have a long talk with you at home under the west window,

I talked about the rainy night in a hotel where I stayed alone in Bashan.

4. Ancient poems and sentences about "beauty"

One of Li Bai's Qing Ping Ci in Tang Dynasty

Beautiful people who see the bright clouds, think of their clothes and see flowers come to see them.

If Yushan didn't see her, it would be Yaochi meeting under the moon.

Li Bai's Qing Ping Ci in Tang Dynasty (Ⅱ)

A red dew is fragrant, and the rain is heartbroken.

Excuse me, who looks like Han Palace? Poor Yan Fei leans on her new makeup.

The Third of Qing Ping Ci by Tang Li Bai

The beauty of beauty and red peony complement each other, and beauty and long flowers are king.

As beautiful as spring, it can eliminate infinite resentment and live in the north of Chenxiang Pavilion.

"Yue Nv Ci" Tang Li Bai

The girls in Wu area in the long drought area are beautiful and delicate, and the bright moon is in the sky.

Those feet that are not on the clogs are very good.

Su Shi's Song of the Cave Fairy

Jade bone with ice muscles, cool and sweat-free. Fenglaishui Temple is full of faint fragrance. Embroidered curtains open, a little bright moon peeks at people, people are awake, and pillows are messy. When I got up hand in hand, the house was silent, and I saw scattered stars crossing the river. How about the evening? It's already midnight, the golden wave is light, and the jade rope turns low. But when did the west wind come, it was not good, and it changed secretly.

Luo Shenfu [Cao Weizhi]

I am a wandering soul, a lonely soul, or clean, or flying, or picking pearls, or picking jade feathers. From nanxiang's second concubine, I took Hanbin's wandering daughter. Sigh that the melon has no horse, and sing the morning glory alone. Young people are arrogant and their sleeves are repaired and dragged around. Hugh Xun flies, wandering like a god, walking on the waves, and the bottom of socks is dusty. Unstable is dangerous, and dangerous is safe. Enter a difficult period, if you go, if you return. Into liquid sperm, smooth and beautiful. If you don't spit, you will be angry. Huarong is graceful, which makes me forget my meal.

5. Who can provide some beautiful poems?

I am full of thinking that if I marry a person with a heart, I can love each other and be happy forever. Han; Zhuo Wenjun's Whitehead Ballad

If I can be with you, I will face death bravely.

I would rather be a mandarin duck than a fairy. Tang; Lu's ancient meaning to Chang 'an

We can't be like a pair of phoenixes, fly with me.

The mind acts on the mind. Tang; Li Shangyin's Untitled

We hope to fly in heaven, two birds become one and grow on the earth, two branches of a tree. ..

The earth endures, and the sky endures; One day both will end, and this endless sadness will last forever! Tang; Bai Juyi's Song of Eternal Sorrow

It was a long time ago that I met her, but since we separated, the time has become longer, the east wind is blowing, and a hundred flowers are blooming.

Silkworms in spring will weave until they die, and candles will drain the wick every night. Tang; Li Shangyin's Untitled

Once I tasted the vast sea, I felt that the water in other places was pale; Once you have experienced the clouds in Wushan, you feel that the clouds elsewhere are eclipsed.

Hurried through the flowers, lazy to look back; This reason is partly because of the ascetic monk, and partly because of who you used to be. Tang; Yuan Zhen's "Thinking of Parting"

Rain in the east, sunrise in the east, said it was not sunny, but it was still sunny. Tang; Liu Yuxi's Zhi Zhu Ci

Love is not a matter of * * *.

Even this bright flame of love will only have ashes? . Tang; Li Shangyin's Untitled

The candle on the table lit the heart, and it also saw the parting; You see, it shed tears for us and flowed to the morning. Tang; Du Mu's Farewell

Thousands of trees bloom in the east wind night, and the stars are like rain.

The BMW car is full of incense, the wind is rustling, the jade pot is shining, and the dragons and dragons dance together all night.

Er Xue Liu Jin Lu, laughing at the fragrance of Ying Ying.

Looking for him in the crowd, suddenly looking back, the man was there, dimly lit.

Red bean shrubs grow in the south and produce many branches in spring.

May you bear more pain as a symbol of our love. Wang Wei's Acacia

Flowers can be folded straight, don't wait until there are no flowers! Don Du Qiuniang's The Lich

A stick of incense and a stick of incense are heartbroken in vain. Li Bai's Qing Ping Diao Er

I don't regret that my belt is getting wider and wider, which makes people haggard for Iraq. Song; Liu Yong's "Fengqitong"

The past is empty, still like a dream. Li Yu's "Midnight Song * How can I avoid the sadness and hatred of life"

Know what I mean, pity you, you must ask for it! Li Yu's The Golden Sparrow

The moon rose to the willow tree, and he met me at dusk. Zhu's Camellia

If you don't see each other when you meet, love will be ruthless. Sima Guang's Xijiang Moon

Ultima Thule is still far from the end, only the mind is infinitely long, and there is no time. Spring In Jade Pavilion；Song of Youth

The sky is not old, and the love is hard to break.

The heart is like a double screen with a Qian Qian knot in it. Zhang Sheng's Chitose

Holding hands and looking at each other, tears swirled in my eyes until there were no words at last, and a thousand words stuck in my throat and I couldn't say it.

Love hurts and leaves since ancient times.

This is a long time, people who love each other are not together, and I even expect to be satisfied with the good weather and scenery in name only.

Even if it is full of emotions, who can enjoy it together? ! Liu Yong's Yu Lin Ling

Flowers bloom and fall, and flowing water gurgles.

One kind of lovesickness, two places of leisure.

There is no way to eliminate this situation, only frown and mind.

Looking around, lonely and sad.

This time, what a sad sentence? A slow voice

There is nothing to say when you go to the west wing alone. The moon is like a hook. Lonely phoenix tree deep courtyard locks clear autumn.

Keep cutting. The reason is still chaos. It's sadness. It's not just the general taste.

How much sadness can you have? Like a river flowing eastward. Young mermaid

A moment that should last forever has come and gone before I know it. Li Shangyin's Jinse

Ten years of life and death are two boundless, disapproving and unforgettable.

Xiao Xuan window, dress up, silently care for each other, only a thousand lines of tears. Su Shi's Jiangchengzi

Looking for him in the crowd, suddenly looking back, the man was there, dimly lit. Xin Qiji's Qingyun Case * Yuanxi

Gentle as water, ritual as a dream.

If two people have a long relationship, they won't go to court. Qinguanque bridge

After birth, there will be no acacia, only acacia, and then acacia. Xu Yuan Jayce's The Moon Song * Chun Qing

Affection has been idle and hateful since ancient times, and good dreams are the easiest to wake up. Clear; Shi Qing's "Yi Xi Ti"

Love is blind. Huang Ming Hangzhou folk poetry anthology

Endless acacia tears cast red beans, endless spring flowers bloom all over the building. Cao Xueqin's Dream of Red Mansions

Acacia says acacia, and Shiro hates Mandy. Republic of China; liang qichao

Think more and be willing to miss it! Hu Shi's Raw Tea Son

Life has been infatuated since ancient times, and this resentment has nothing to do with romance. Song; Ouyang Xiu's "Spring in the Jade House"

6. What are the beautiful poems?

1. Fold the plums and give them to the leading family. There is no better gift in Jiangnan, and flowers will send spring. -Southern and Northern Dynasties. Lu Kai's A Gift for Ye Fan

2. Swallows don't come back to the Spring Festival Evening, and it's a misty rain and apricot blossoms. -Don Dai Shulun's Su Xi Pavilion

3. You can't see wet clothes in drizzle, and idle flowers smell silently. -Don't Be Yan Shiyuan by Don Liu Changqing

4. Purple jade hairpin slanting lamp shadow, red cotton powder cold pillow letter bias. -Qing Nalanxingde's "Huanxisha"

5. Empty steps make it colder and rainy, and the weather is buried. -Qing Nalanxingde's "Golden Melody". Thinking about the death of a dead woman "

6. I don't know when to start, but remember that the next flower is a bow. -Modern. Wang Guowei's youthful beauty.

7. When I walk on a cool autumn night, I think of you and sing my poems. I heard the pine cone fall on the mountain, and you seemed to wake up. -Tang Wei Wu Ying, "Sending members up the mountain in autumn night"

8. Cherry blossoms fall to the end of the month, like a bed leaning on a fumigation cage. -Five generations. Li Yu's "Xie Xinen"

9. Plum teeth are sour and soft, and banana is divided into green screens. Spring goes to summer, and the days are long and tired. After a nap, I feel depressed and watch the children play with catkins in the air. Song. Yang Wanli's Taking a Nap in Early Summer

10. you can't spend your honeymoon with melancholy, and you will be covered with moss overnight. -Wu Song Wenying's "The Wind Into the Pine Forest"

1 1. Night rain drops empty the steps and leaves the room in the morning. -Southern and Northern Dynasties. He Xun's farewell visit to the night

12. Thanks for the moon's mercy, but we can't stand the reunion tonight. -Song Zhu Shuzhen "Bodhisattva Man"

13. What happened in the mountains? Pine flowers make wine, and spring water decocts tea. -Bird Kejiu's The Moon is Full. The book in the mountains

14. Autumn cloudy frost flies late, leaving dry lotus to listen to the rain. -Tang Li Shangyin's "Falling Stone Pavilion and Cuizhou Love"

15. Looking back lazily, half the sky is cultivated, and half the sky is a gentleman. -Tang Yuan-zhen's Five Thoughts on Poetry, No.4.

Artistic conception is the core issue of poetry creation and appreciation theory. The so-called "artistic conception", as far as the creative subject is concerned, is an artistic picture formed by the poet's subjective feelings, the reasons and shapes of the objective things expressed, and the unique feelings of God and the poet about real life. The vast majority of poems do not take portraying characters and describing stories as their own responsibility. What they want to show is the fragments of the poet's mind and thoughts, which are often endowed with spiritual and perceptual thoughts with the help of the corresponding shapes of mountains, rivers, plants and other things. Their different artistic forms are unique and ingenious displays of poets.

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7. What are the poems about beauty?

1. There will be no beauty in the future! Beauty is pleasing to the eye! The beauty of the country! Surprised for the world!

2. Hibiscus is not as beautiful as beauty, and the water temple is fragrant.

3. Be receptive, indifferent, sweet and sincere, with soft and delicate skin and well-proportioned bones.

4. Zhi Tao, as beautiful as three spring days, is as simple as chrysanthemum in nine autumn days.

5. The eyebrows and corners of the eyes are exquisite, and the voice and smile are gentle.

6. If you are surprised, if you are Youlong.

7. When a beautiful woman is drunk, she looks better.

8. Ice muscles are naturally thin, so after flying separately.

9. She no longer powdered her face with her own hands or put a silk robe on her shoulders.

10. It's beautiful to hide the present, but the lotus is ashamed.

1 1. There are beautiful women in the north, and they are peerless and independent.

12. People are like the moon, and frost and snow freeze their wrists.

13. The meeting was full of smiles and clouds piled up; Cherry blossoms bloom on the lips, and pomegranate teeth are fragrant.

14. Modesty is like flowers on water, and action is like wind to help willow.

15. Don't lean against the fence alone, it is infinite, and it is easier to see when you are away.

8. Poems with beautiful meanings

One of "Sailing in Hangzhou and Sailing in Hangzhou"

You walk, walk, walk all the time, thus separating your life from mine.

Since then, you and I have traveled thousands of miles, I am in heaven, and you are in heaven.

It's a long way to Xiu Yuan, and it will be safe.

Humayi is in the north wind and birds are flying in the south.

The longer they are apart, the wider they become and the thinner they become.

Clouds cover the sun, and wanderers ignore it.

Just because I want you to age me, another year will soon end.

There are many other things to say, just wish you take care of yourself and don't be hungry and cold.

translate

You walk and walk and keep walking, which separates you from me.

You and I are thousands of miles apart, I am here and you are there.

The journey is so hard, so far away. If you want to meet, you know when.

The north horse is still connected to the north wind, and the south birds fly north to nest in the south branch.

The longer we are apart from each other, the wider our clothes are and the thinner we are.

Wandering clouds cover the sun, and wanderers in different places are unwilling to return.

Just because I miss you, I am old, and another year is coming to an end.

There are many things I won't say. I only wish you take care and don't be hungry and cold.

Grass by the Green River (2)

Grass by the green river and willow in the dark garden.

Yingying is the girl upstairs and a bright window.

E E's pink makeup makes her hands delicate.

She used to be a housewife, but now she is a slut.

It's hard to stay in an empty bed without going home.

translate

Lush grass by the river and lush high willows in the garden.

Upstairs, the elegant woman stood at the window.

The skin is whiter than the bright moon. Dressed up beautifully,

Stretch out slender fingers. Once upon a time, she was a showgirl

Now she is a wandering wife.

My wandering husband has not come back yet. It's really hard to be alone in this empty room. How can you be alone?