1. What are the good words and sentences in poetry?

Five hundred miles of Dianchi Lake rushes into my eyes, draped in skirts and skirts, the joyful light is vast and boundless. Look: Dongxiang The sacred horse, the spiritual instrument of Zhu in the west, meanders in the north and soars in the south. The masters may as well choose the right place to climb up. Take advantage of Xie Island and Luozhou to comb the wind servant girl's misty temples; moreover, the sky and reeds are dotted with some green feathers Danxia, ??don't live up to it: surrounded by fragrant rice, vast expanse of clear sand, hibiscus in nine summers, willows in three springs. Thousands of years of past events are brought to my heart, I drink wine and sigh, who is the hero? Thinking: The Han Dynasty studied building boats, the Tang Dynasty marked iron pillars, the Song Dynasty wielded jade axes, and the Yuan Dynasty carried leather bags. Great heroes and great deeds spent all their efforts to move mountains. Even the bead curtains and painted buildings could not catch up with the evening rain and clouds; they broke off the remaining stele, and gave them all. The mist falls and shines. I only get: a few sparse bells, half a river fishing fire, two rows of autumn wild geese, and a pillow of clear frost. This is also suitable for "Moonlight Night on the Spring River". The spring river tide is even to the sea level, and the bright moon on the sea is shining with the tide. The waves are thousands of miles away, but there is no moon on the spring river! The river flows around the meadow, and the moonlight shines on the flowers and forests like snowflakes; frost flies in the sky, and the white sand on the terrace is invisible. There is no dust in the river and sky, and there is a solitary moon in the bright sky. Who by the river sees the moon for the first time? When did Jiang Yue shine on people? Life has been endless from generation to generation, and the river and the moon look alike every year. I don’t know who the river and the moon are waiting for, but I can see the Yangtze River sending flowing water. The white clouds are slowly passing away, and there is no sorrow on the green maple. Who is going to be a boatman tonight? Where do I miss Mingyue Tower? The poor moon is lingering upstairs, it should be shining on someone's makeup mirror. The jade curtain cannot be rolled away, and the fingers on the anvil of clothes are still coming back. At this time, we are looking at each other and do not hear each other. I hope that the moonlight will shine on you. Time, fish and dragons dived and jumped into the water. Last night, I dreamed of falling flowers in the pond. It was a pity that I didn't return home in the middle of spring. The spring water in the river was gone, and the moon fell in the river pond and turned to the west. The slanting moon was sinking and hidden in the sea fog, and the Jieshi Xiaoxiang road was endless. I don't know. Several people returned by the moon, and the falling moon shook the trees all over the river. (Song Dynasty) Zhou Dunyi, the flowers of water and land, grass and trees, are very cute. Tao Yuanming of Jin Dynasty only loved chrysanthemums; since Li and Tang Dynasties, the world has loved peonies; I only loved the appearance of lotus. The mud is not stained, the ripples are clear but not evil, the middle is straight and the outer is straight, not creeping or branching, the fragrance is clear from a distance, the pavilion is planted quietly, you can look at it from a distance but not play with it. I call chrysanthemum, it is also a hermit flower; Peony is the flower that represents wealth and honor; lotus is the flower that represents gentleman. Oh! The love of chrysanthemums is rarely heard of after the Tao Dynasty; the love of lotus, who can give it to others; the love of peonies is suitable for everyone. Dongpo ① Su Shi rain washes the east slope and the moonlight is clear, and all the people in the city are walking in the wild. Don't think it's true. ②Potou Road, the sonorous sound of self-love's dragging stick. 2. Good poems, good words and good sentences

Summer: The summer is long with green trees and thick shade, and the reflection of the balcony is into the pond. Song Dynasty, Gao Pian's "Summer in the Mountain Pavilion"

The remaining clouds collect the summer heat, and the new rain brings autumn mist. (Cen Shen: "The water pavilion sends Huayin Wang Shaofu back to the county")

It rains continuously and I don't know the end of spring, but when it clears up, I feel that summer is deep. (Fan Chengda: "Happy Sunny")

Autumn: The setting clouds and solitary swans fly together, the autumn water and the long sky are the same color. Tang. Wang Bo's "Preface to Prince Teng's Pavilion" (it's a text, it should be considered a poem...) or Liu Yuxi's "Autumn Poems". Autumn has been a sad and lonely time since ancient times. I say that autumn is better than spring.

The light of the lake and the moon are harmonious, and there is no goggles on the surface of the pool that have not been polished. (Liu Yuxi: "Looking at the Dongting")

Winter: The autumn moon shines brightly, and the winter ridge shows the cold pines. (Tao Yuanming: "Four Seasons")

The southern neighbor is even more memorable, but the winter has not been redeemed. (Lu You: "A storm broke out on October 28th")

Winter is coming to an end tonight, and the new year is bright and bright. (Dong Sigong: "Shou Sui")

The sound of the sheng brings up the autumn wind, and the wine flies away from the winter snow. (Wang Wei: "Poetry of Four Qi") 3. Good words and sentences about poetry

I will never regret having my clothes untied, but I will be haggard for those who wear them out.

If the love lasts for a long time, how can it last day and night? When will we know each other when we miss each other? It's hard to be in love this night. Entering the door of my lovesickness, you know that my lovesickness is painful. Long lovesickness makes you remember each other, but short lovesickness makes you infinite. Lovesickness is said at the bottom of the acacia tree. I miss you but I hate you. I don't know how old I am. Love is hard to end.

The heart is like a double mesh, with thousands of knots in it. It is useless to miss lovesickness, but to be melancholy is pure madness. A one-night stand can last forever.

People tend to be less affectionate, and now they are really not affectionate.

There is no colorful phoenix flying on the body, but there is a clear understanding in the heart. Seeing each other is like not seeing each other, and being in love is like being ruthless. Ten years of life and death are vast, without thinking, and unforgettable. A lonely grave thousands of miles away, nowhere to say desolation.

If you look for a good dream, it’s hard to come true.

Who knows what I am doing at this time. Tears in front of the pillow, rain in front of the curtain, dripping into the morning through the window. Who can complain about loneliness?

In the foreword, I always take it lightly. The long journey is long and the soul is suffering. It is difficult for the dream soul to reach Guanshan. Longing for lovesickness breaks the heart and liver. Spring heart should not have flowers competing for hair. One inch of lovesickness and one inch of gray bright moon do not understand the hatred of separation. Bitter, the slanting light passes through Zhuhu at dawn and I miss the plum blossoms all night. Suddenly I come to the window and suspect that it is you. I miss you without words. Don’t waste your tears on the flower paper. The endless tears of lovesickness throw away the red beans. The spring willows bloom endlessly and the spring flowers fill the painting. When there is no limit to the end of the world, there is only endless lovesickness. Linglong Dice An Hongdou, do you know that the lovesickness is deep in your bones? If life is just like the first time we met, why should the autumn wind draw a fan sadly? 4. Better poems or good words and sentences

Passionate sentiments have hurt parting since ancient times. What I love is the lingering love. The disappearance of Yi makes people haggard. What I miss is.

Acacia Wang Wei Red beans grow in the southern country. How many branches will grow when spring comes? I hope you will pick more of them, this is the most loved thing. Looking at the moon, Huaiyuan, Zhang Jiuling, there is a bright moon on the sea, the end of the world is at this time. Lovers complain about the distant night, but they miss each other at night. The candles are extinguished, the light is full, and the clothes are covered with dew. I can't bear to give them away, but I still sleep in a dream. Autumn Breeze Poetry Li Bai The autumn breeze is clear , the autumn moon is bright, the fallen leaves gather and disperse, and the jackdaws roost again.

We know the day when we meet each other, but I am embarrassed at this time and night. Entering the gate of my lovesickness, I know that I am lovesick and painful. Long lovesickness brings long memories, but short lovesickness lasts endlessly. I had known that it would be such a stumbling block to people's hearts. How could it be like before? Don't know each other. Liu Yuxi's Bamboo Branch Poetry The poplars and willows are green at the level of the Qingjiang River, and I can hear the singing on the Langjiang River. The sun rises in the east and rains in the west. There is no sunshine but there is sunshine.

Bamboo Branch Poems Liu Yu Xishan is full of peach blossoms, and the spring water of Shujiang River beats the mountain stream. The bonus fades easily like a man's will, and the water flow is infinite like Nong's sorrow.

Yanzi Tower Zhang Zhongsu upstairs is accompanied by a broken lamp and Xiao Shuang, and the person who sleeps alone gets up from the acacia bed. How many lovesick one-night stands? The ends of the earth are not as long as the ends of the earth.

Jinse Li Shangyin's fifty strings of Jinse are unprovoked, each string and one column reflect the past. Zhuang Sheng dreamed of butterflies, and looked forward to the emperor's spring heart with cuckoos. The moon in the sea has tears, and the blue field is warm and the jade produces smoke. This feeling I can wait to recall it, but I was at a loss at that time. Untitled Li Shangyin came with empty words and left without a trace. The moon was setting at five o'clock upstairs. The dream was far away and it was hard to recall, and the book was rushed into ink that was not thick. The wax shone half in the cage of golden jade, The scent of musk is slightly embroidered with hibiscus. Liu Lang already hates that Pengshan Mountain is far away, and it is even more separated by ten thousand layers of Pengshan Mountain. Untitled Li Shangyin's heavy curtains are deep in the Mochou Hall, and the night after lying down is slender. The life of a goddess was just a dream, and the life of my sister-in-law was originally a dream.

If you don’t believe that Lingzhi is weak in the storm, who will teach you the fragrance of osmanthus leaves in Moon Dew? It is clear that it is useless to miss lovesickness, but to be melancholy is pure madness. Untitled Li Shangyin It's hard to say goodbye when we meet, the east wind is powerless and the flowers are withered. The spring silkworms will die when the silkworms are dead, and the wax torches will turn to ashes before the tears dry. The mirror at dawn is sad, but the clouds on the temples have changed, and the night chants should feel the moonlight is cold. There is not much left in Pengshan. On the road, the bluebirds are diligently looking around. Untitled Li Shangyin's Last Night Stars and Wind, To the west of the painting building and to the east of Guitang. There are no colorful phoenixes flying on the body, but there is a clear connection in the heart. The next seat is warmed by Gou Chun wine, and the red wax lamp is shot on the cao.

I listened to the drums and went to answer the officials, walking around Malantai and turning around. Traveling alone in Qujiang in late autumn. Li Shangyin hates spring when the lotus leaves are growing, and hates autumn when the lotus leaves wither. I know that my love will always be there, and I look forward to the sound of the water at the head of the river.

The night rain sent to the north Li Shangyin to ask about the return date. The night rain in Bashan swelled the autumn pond. Why should I cut the candles from the west window and say that it was raining in Bashan at night. I thought about Yuan Zhen once, it was difficult to make water in the sea, except Wushan is not a cloud. I took a look back lazily from the flowers, half destined to practice Taoism and half destined to be a king. I wrote the title of Cui Hu in Nanzhuang, the capital city. Last year, in this gate, the peach blossoms on the human face complement each other. The human face has gone nowhere, but the peach blossoms still smile in the spring breeze.

Farewell to Du Mu is sentimental but always seems to be ruthless. I can’t laugh in front of the bottle. I still feel sorry for the candle, and weep for others until dawn. I send Zhang Bi’s farewell dream to Xie’s house, and the small corridor turns to Qulan. incline. There is only the sentimental moon in the spring garden, which shines upon the fallen flowers for those who have left.

Writing of Love by Li Yi The water-patterned jade silk makes me think for a long time, and the good times of thousands of miles will rest in one night.

From then on, I had no intention of loving the good night and let him go down to the west tower under the bright moon.

Gift to the maid Cui Jiao. The princes, princes and grandsons are chasing after others, and the green beads are dripping with tears. As soon as Hou Men entered it, it was as deep as the sea, and Xiao Lang was a passerby from then on.

Sent to Li Yiyu Yu Xuanji is ashamed of the sun and covers his sleeves, and is too lazy to put on makeup in spring. It is easy to find priceless treasures, but it is rare to find a lover.

Tears are shed on the pillow, and the heart is broken among the flowers. Why should I hate Wang Chang when I can get a glimpse of Song Yu? Jiangling's worries and hopes are filled with mystery. The maple leaves are thousands and thousands of branches, and the river bridges cover the late evening sails.

Recalling your heart is like the water of the West River, flowing eastward day and night without rest. Sauvignon Blanc Bai Juyi Bian water flow, Si water flow, flowing to the ancient ferry of Guazhou, Wushan is a little sad.

I miss you for a long time, I hate you for a long time, I hate it until I return home, and I lean on the building when the moon is bright. Dreaming of Jiangnan Wen Tingyun finished washing himself and leaned alone at Wangjiang Tower.

Thousands of sails are not the same, the slanting Hui veins are long and the water is long, and the heart is broken by Bai Pingzhou! Sauvignon Blanc Lin Bu Wu Shan Qing, Yue Shan Qing. The green hills on both sides of the Taiwan Strait greet each other.

Who knows the love of parting? The king is filled with tears, and the concubine is filled with tears. The knot of Luo and Dai has not yet been completed.

The tide at the head of the river has subsided. Happy meeting Li Yu went up to the west building alone without words, the moon was like a hook.

The lonely Wutong deep courtyard locks Qingqiu. Continuous cutting and confusion remain, which is the sorrow of separation.

Don’t have the same feeling in your heart. The crow of the night Li Yu Lin's flowers faded in spring. It was too hasty and helpless. The cold rain came in the morning and the wind came in the evening.

The tears of rouge will make you drunk, how long will it last? Naturally, life grows and hates water.

Visiting Kinmen Feng Yansi A sudden wind blows into a pool of spring water. In the path where the mandarin ducks are fragrant, I stroke the red apricot pistils with my hands.

The fighting duck leans alone on the railing, and the jasper scratches its head and falls sideways. I look forward to seeing you all day long, and I raise my head to hear the magpies rejoice.

Spring in the Jade House Before Ouyang repaired the bottle, he planned to tell the date of his return. Before he could say anything, Chun Rong swallowed hard. Life is full of love and infatuation, and this hatred has nothing to do with the wind and the moon. Don't renovate the song of departure, a song can teach you how to be tight.

You have to see all the flowers in Luocheng, and the spring breeze is easy to say goodbye. Xijiang Yue Sima Guangbao's bun is loosely tied, and the plum blossoms are lightly made up. The red and green mist is light, and the hairspring is flying. Uncertain. Seeing each other and arguing as if they have not seen each other, being affectionate seems to be ruthless. After the music and songs are over, the wine wakes up slightly. In the deep courtyard, the moon is tilted and people are quiet. The fairy Qin on the magpie bridge plays tricks on the thin clouds, the flying stars spread hatred, and the silver and Han are far away in darkness. Once the golden wind and jade dew meet, they will win over countless others in the world.

Tenderness is like water, good times are like dreams, and I can’t bear to look at the magpie bridge on my way back. If the love between two people lasts for a long time, how can they be together day and night?

Poppy Qin Guan saw green peaches growing and dew in the sky. They were not just ordinary flowers. They were covered with water in the depths of the mountains. May I ask for whom a jade-like branch bloomed? What's the limit to the light cold and drizzle? It's hard to control the spring if you don't know it. So why not be intoxicated for you? I'm just afraid that when I wake up, I'll break my heart! Yu Linling and Liu Yonghan are miserable. Facing Changting at night, the showers have begun to subside.

There is no trace of drinking in the Dumen tent, and the place of nostalgia and the orchid boat urge the hair. Holding hands and looking into tearful eyes, they were speechless and choked.

Thousands of miles away, the mist spreads, the evening mist sinks and the sky widens. Passion has hurt parting since ancient times.

Even more shameful and neglected Qingqiu Festival. Where will I wake up tonight, on the bank of willows and the waning moon in the morning breeze.

The passage of time should be a time of good times and good scenery. Even if there are thousands of customs, who can tell them?

Feng Qiwu Liu Yong stood leaning against the dangerous building and the breeze was gentle. Looking forward to the extremely sad spring, the sky is gloomy.

The grass is dimly illuminated by smoke. Who would be speechless?

I plan to get drunk on the madness. Singing to wine, strong music is still tasteless.

I will never regret it as my clothes get wider. It makes people feel haggard because of Yixiao.

Recalling the Emperor's Capital Liu Yong's thin quilt and small pillow are the weather. The feeling of separation.

After a few colder nights, I still fell asleep when I woke up. After all, without sleep, a night is as long as a year.

I also planned to wait, but returned to collect the bridle. They fought for Nai again, and the plan has been made.

Thousands of thoughts, many solutions, only lonely and tired. Dedicated to my whole life, I will bear your thousands of tears.

Butterflies are in love with flowers, chrysanthemums are worried about smoke, and orchids are weeping with dew. The curtain is light and cold, and the swallows fly away. The bright moon does not know the pain of separation and hatred, and the slant light reaches the dawn and penetrates the Zhuhu. Last night, the west wind withered the green trees, and stood alone. From the high building, you can see the road to the end of the world. If you want to send a colorful note, there is no ruler. You will know where the mountains are and the river is far away. Several colorful sleeves are holding the jade bell diligently in the sky. 5. Looking for good poems, good sentences and good words

Gift to Fan Ye and Lu Kai. Southern Dynasties. During the Song Dynasty, the plum blossoms were sent to the post envoys and sent to the people of Longtou.

Jiangnan has nothing, just give me a sprig of spring. The small plum forest in the mountain garden is peaceful. Tang Zhongfang is shaking and noisy, occupying the small garden with all the charm.

The sparse shadows are slanting across the clear and shallow water, and the faint fragrance is floating in the moonlight at dusk. The frost bird steals its eyes when it wants to come down, and the pink butterfly seems to know how to unite and break its soul.

Fortunately, we can have sex with each other by chanting slightly, but we don’t need to be good at carving out golden bottles. The King of Plum Blossoms placed several plum trees in the corner of the stone wall, and Ling Han bloomed alone.

I don’t know that there is not enough snow, but there is a hidden fragrance. Playing chess with Xue Zhaoming and losing a poem about plum blossoms. Wang Anshi Huafa looks for spring and is happy to see the plum blossoms. One of them is piled with snow near the road.

Recalling plum blossoms and Li Shangyin are determined to stay at the end of the world, leaning towards the beauty of things.

Winter plum blossoms are the most detestable. They grow like last year’s flowers. In mid-November, when I arrived in Fufengjie, I saw the plum blossoms of Li Shangyin and the pavilions on the road, which smelled unusually fragrant.

Su'e is only with the moon, and the young girl does not spare the frost. The gift is far away and the empty hand is full, and the injury is appropriate and the heart is broken.

For whom is Cheng Zao Xiu? Lu You heard that the plum blossoms were blooming in the morning breeze, and snow piles were all over the four mountains. How can one transform into hundreds of billions, one plum blossom tree and one blooming man?

Plum Blossom Quatrain (Part 2) The branches in the deep valley can be farther north, and the flowers bloom late every year. Gaobiao Yiyun, do you know that it is the time when the ice and snow accumulate?

Plum Blossom Quatrain (Part 3) The snow blows and the wind blows louder and louder, but the integrity of the flowers is the strongest. When time passes, it will drift away, and I will beg for mercy from Mr. Dong even more shamefully.

Early Plum Blossoms in the Southern Dynasty·Xie Xie welcomes the spring, so he starts early and does not mind the cold alone. Afraid of falling flowers, no one cares to look at them.

In Jiangmei Tang·Du Fu, plum blossoms are broken before and after the new year. I know that spring is good, but what is the worst thing to worry about? The snow and trees are of the same color, and the river wind is also ripples.

The hometown is invisible, Wu Xiu is gloomy and craggy. Early Plum Blossoms of the Tang Dynasty·Qiji, thousands of trees are about to break due to the cold, but their solitary roots are warm and alone.

In the deep snow in Qiancun, a branch bloomed last night. The wind carries the delicate fragrance, and the birds take a look at the beautiful scenery.

As expected next year, Yingchundai will be released first. The poet Wang Wei of the Tang Dynasty came from his hometown, so he should know the things in his hometown.

When I lean against the window in the coming day, will the winter plum blossoms bloom yet? Miscellaneous Ode to the Tang Dynasty: Wang Wei has seen the plum blossoms blooming in the winter, and heard the singing of birds again. My heart is focused on the spring grass, and I am afraid of the growth on the jade steps.

Recalling the Mei Tang Dynasty, Li Shangyin is determined to live at the end of the world, leaning towards the beauty of things. Winter plum blossoms are the most detestable. They grow like last year's flowers.

Plum Blossoms on the River Wang Shi suddenly saw winter plum trees blooming along the Han River. I don’t know that spring is coming early, so I suspect it’s a bead maker.

Tingmei Yong was sent to Liu Yuxi of the Tang Dynasty. Early flowers often suffer from cold, and complex fruits are often bitter and sour. Why is it that on a spring day, you are sitting in the dark mood? Yaotao is smiling at each other, and the wandering prostitute is willing to look back! When you ask about adjusting the golden tripod, you realize that it is difficult to make the right taste.

Plum Blossoms of the Tang Dynasty·Cui Daorong's calyx contains snow for the first time, so it is difficult to mark the original painting alone. There is a unique charm in the fragrance, and it is extremely clear and does not know the cold.

Hengdi and Chouting, oblique skills depend on the disease. The headwind is like a solution, and it is easy not to destroy.

Plum Blossom Tang·Yu Xin was half past the twelfth lunar month of that year, and the plum blossoms were already in bloom. If you don’t believe this Spring Festival Gala, come and watch it in the snow.

The trees are moving and the ice is falling, and the branches are high and cold. If I had known I couldn't find him, I would have regretted wearing the clothes.

Looking for Plum Blossoms in the Snow. Xiao Gang of Tang Dynasty was surprised that the plum blossoms were late, so he came to see them in the snow. The lower branches are visible at low levels, but the upper branches are far away and difficult to see.

We are both ashamed to show our wrists, and give in to each other because our waists are weak. The beard must be cut and picked, and you can learn two or three techniques.

Plum Blossom Tang·Jiang Weihan There is a plum tree in front of the Baiyu Hall. Today, I suddenly saw several plum blossoms blooming. Several doors are closed, how can one get in the spring scenery? Plum Blossom Song·Chen Liang's sparse skills are horizontal and thin, and the small calyx is a little pearly.

One flower suddenly blooms first, and all flowers bloom later. If you want to convey the message of spring, don’t be afraid of being buried in the snow.

The jade flute has been suspended for three times, Dong Junzheng advocated.

Winter Miscellaneous Song·Zhang Leikong is about to grow old, but he is still coming back at the end of his twelfth year.

The willows grow every year when I am worried, and the plum blossoms are everywhere when I am sad. The green vegetables have short nails, and the red wax-spotted flowers bloom.

No matter how there is ice and snow, the east wind returns day and night. Again with Yang Gongji, Plum Blossoms, Song Dynasty and Su Shi, Mo Xiangshuang has not resented each other in the morning, and destroyed each other day and night.

A new flower contains wind and dew, just like the west chamber waiting for the moon to come. Gift of Plum Blossoms on the Ridge, Song Dynasty by Su Shi

Don’t taste the green plums while cooking wine, but watch the drizzle ripen the yellow plums. In Zhu Xi's dream, the Qingjiang River was drunk with the fragrance of ink, and the branches were thin and frosty with cold pistils.

Now there is no need to ask about white and black, let’s just put on the makeup of the world. Inscribed on Yang Buzhi's paintings of Song Dynasty, plum blossoms in Louyao are often seen as if the pen is as divine as the pen, but the pines and bamboos are even more realistic.

Hundreds of flowers are all friends, but Suihan only sees these three people. Snow Plum Blossoms in Song Dynasty: Lu Meipo has plum blossoms but no snow, which is not spiritual, and snow but no plum blossoms makes people vulgar.

At dusk, the sky is full of snow, which is very fragrant when combined with plum blossoms. Snowy Plum Blossoms in Lu Meipo, Song Dynasty. The plum blossoms and snowy fields refused to fall in the spring, so the poet put down his pen and spent money on commentaries.

The plum blossoms are a little less white than the snow, but the snow is less fragrant than the plum blossoms. Zhang Zhongmou prayed for plum blossoms in the Song Dynasty. Huang Tingjian heard that wild plum blossoms grew behind the temple, and the fragrant honey dyed them into palace-like yellow.

Don’t fold it to cover your old eyes. If you want to know the beauty of spring, go to the pond. In the Song Dynasty, Yang Wanli, who was tired of fishing in a snow boat and fell asleep, had the open window of his small pavilion half-opened and the door half closed, reading a book while falling asleep.

I was annoyed by the plum blossoms for no reason, so I blew the incense to break my dream soul. On a cold night in the Song Dynasty, Du Lei, guests come to drink tea and wine, and the soup in the bamboo stove begins to boil and turns red.

The moon in front of the window is the same as usual, but the plum blossoms are different. Ancient Plum Blossom Song·Xiao Dezao Xiang Fei stood dangerously on the back of a frozen dragon, and the cold moon hung on the coral branches.

The ugliness can be astonishingly charming, but only Xiaohan knows how to break the soul. A bottle of plum blossoms from the Song Dynasty, Zhang Daoqia's cold water contains a few spring branches, and the fragrance does not diminish when the stream flows.

No one can see the horizontal and slanting bamboo bottom, and don’t know it with the faint clouds and the pale moon. Red plum blossoms in Su Dongpo are blooming every year. They are slowly blooming by the riverside.

Cherish the sentimental Guan Yiling, send the spring with straightness and roots. Early Plum Blossoms. Liu Zongyuan's early plum blossoms bloom on tall trees, reflecting the blue sky of Chu.

The late morning breeze carries the night fragrance, and the heavy frost nourishes the dawn. If you want to give me a gift from thousands of miles away, you will be separated by mountains and rivers.

There is no need to comfort distant guests when Han Ying is in ruins. Newly planted plum blossoms Bai Juyi planted seven new plum blossoms by the pond. I will check them when they are about to bloom.

Don’t be afraid of the peach and plum envy of Changzhou. This year will be a good year for you. Painter Zhao Bingwen of Mo Mei doesn't paint with powder, but he is afraid that others will think he is straight.

It’s impossible not to know each other when we meet, Xia Fu has always cared for jade figures. Bai Meiyuan Wang Mian wears this body in the ice and snow forest, not like peaches and plums mixed with fragrant dust.

Suddenly the fragrance spreads all night long, spreading like spring throughout the universe. Mo Meiyuan Wang Mian The trees beside the inkstone washing pool at my house are blooming with faint ink marks.

Don’t let people praise you for your good color, just leave the pure energy to fill the universe. Plum Blossom Yuan·Wang Mian In March, the east wind blew away the snow, and the mountains of Hunan were as green as water.

No one sees the sound of Qiang Guan, and countless plum blossoms fall on the wild bridge. Appreciating the Red Plum Blossoms at the Beginning of Spring, Yuan·Yuanhuai Last night the east wind turned and the snow on the willows disappeared from the streets.

When dawn comes, a tree is like a cluster of apricots, opening towards the isolated village across a small bridge. It seems that the chemical industry dislikes the thinness of pink, so the color is used to help the flowers become more delicate.

There is no need to distinguish between green branches and green leaves. We win the championship among thousands of flowers. Recalling that Meiyuan and Duan Kejigu shot the immortal's skin of ice and snow, he accompanied me to the West Lake in the past.

Don’t forget that the spring breeze has changed several times, and the standard is now gone. Xihu Meiyuan·Feng Zizhen is a jade forest beside the old embankment, and Liuqiao Fengyue is a close friend.

Let others compete for pleasure, and do not care about prosperity. Yuanyang Meiyuan and Feng Zizhen have two pedicles and two flowers, so it is better to take a photo next to the cold pond.

I only worry that the corners of the painting will be blown away, and the shadows will fly apart, which is the most hurtful thing. Inscribed on the painting by Mo Meiyuan and Tao Zongyi, the bright moon shines on the solitary mountain, a scholar's home, the cold light of the lake soaks the jade horizontally.

It seems that the seals are arranged vertically and horizontally, and the iron coils are formed into each one.

6. Self-composed ancient poems with good words and sentences

Love in ancient poems

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This feeling can be recalled later, but it was already at a loss at the time. Li Shangyin Jinse

The spring silkworms will not run out until they are dead, and the wax torches will turn to ashes before their tears dry up. Li Shangyin Untitled

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Falling red is not a heartless thing, it turns into spring mud to protect the flowers. Gong Zizhen's "Miscellaneous Poems of Jihai"

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r Entering my lovesickness gate, you know that my lovesickness is painful. Long lovesickness brings long memories, but short lovesickness brings endless memories. -Li Bai's "Three Five Seven Words"

Life is full of love and obsession, and this hatred has nothing to do with the wind and the moon. Ouyang Xiu Yulouchun

s There is no colorful phoenix flying in the body, but there is a clear understanding in the heart. Li Shangyin Untitled

Ten years of life and death are so vast, without thinking and unforgettable, thousands of miles away in a lonely tomb, with no place to express desolation. Su Shi Jiang Chengzi

The agreement between life and death is broad, and he talks about it with Zicheng. Hold your hand and grow old together. -Anonymous "The Book of Songs·Bei Feng·Drumming"

The mountains have no edges, the rivers are exhausted, winter thunders burst, summer rains and snows, the heaven and the earth are united, so I dare to be with you.

There are trees in the mountains, and the trees have branches. I am happy for you, but you don’t know it.

t As time goes by, this hatred will last forever. Bai Juyi's Song of Everlasting Regret

When the ends of the earth are limited, there is only endless love. Yan Shu, Spring in the Jade House

The sky never grows old, but love never ends. The heart is like a double mesh with thousands of knots in it. Zhang Xian Qianqiu Sui

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w Asking what love is in the world, he directly teaches the promise of life and death. Yuan Haowen, one of two songs by Mo Yuer

x When will we know when we miss each other? It's embarrassing to be at this point in the night. Li Bai's Three, Five, and Seven Words

There is talk of lovesickness under the acacia tree, and Si Lang hates it and Lang Lang doesn't know it. - Liang Qichao's "Taiwan Bamboo Branch Poems"

When we see each other, we feel like we are not seeing each other, and being affectionate is like being ruthless. - Sima Guang's "Moon over the Xijiang River" Anonymous A phoenix begging for a phoenix, a harp song. The acrostic poem Deng Wo's artistic signature 2014.

y The belt becomes wider and wider, but I don't regret it at all. I feel haggard because of the beauty. Liu Yong Feng Qiwu

If you see a beautiful woman, you will never forget her. If you don’t see her for a day, you will miss her like crazy.

I wish to have the person of my heart and stay together forever.

z I would like to be a winged bird in the sky, and a twig on the ground. Bai Juyi's Song of Everlasting Regret

I only hope that your heart will be like mine, and I will live up to my love for you. Li Zhiyi, Fortune Teller

It is useless to be longing for lovesickness, but to be melancholy is pure madness. Li Shangyin's "Third of the Six Untitled Poems"

Once upon a time, the sea was difficult to overcome, except for Wushan, it was not a cloud. I look back lazily at the flowers, half destined to practice Taoism and half destined to be a king. 7. 20 words of good sentences from ancient poems

Good sentences from ancient poems

Withered vines and old trees, dim crows, small bridges and flowing water, people’s homes, and old roads with westerly winds and thin horses. The sun sets in the west, and the heartbroken people are at the end of the world. (Yuan·Ma Zhiyuan·Tianjingsha·Qiu Si)

The broken jade in Kunshan screams as a phoenix, the hibiscus weeps and the fragrant orchid smiles. (Tang Dynasty·Li He·Li Ping Konghou Yin)

Too many complaints can prevent heartbreak. It is better to take a broad view of the long-term scenery.

(Mr. Mao Zedong and Mr. Liu Yazi)

An old man is always ambitious, but a martyr is ambitious in his old age. (Three Kingdoms·Cao Cao·Gui Suishou)

Old people, I am old, and people are old; young people, I am young, and people are young. (Mencius, II. King Hui of Liang)

With tears in his eyes, he asked the flowers without saying a word, and the red flowers flew across the swing. (Song Dynasty, Ouyang Xiu, Butterfly Love Flower)

The moon is melting in the pear flower courtyard, and there is a gentle breeze in the catkins pond. (Yan Shu, Song Dynasty, meaning)

Looking back at the past dynasties and families, success was due to diligence and frugality, and failure was due to extravagance. (Li Shangyin of the Tang Dynasty)

No matter how beautiful the scenery is in a good time, who can find pleasure in it? (Ming Dynasty, Tang Xianzu, Peony Pavilion)

The green mountains on both sides of the strait face each other, and a lonely sail comes from the sun. (Li Bai, Tang Dynasty, Wangtianmen Mountain)

The apes on both sides of the strait can't stop crying, and the boat has passed the Ten Thousand Mountains. (Li Bai, Tang Dynasty, early departure from Baidi City)

Two sentences are obtained in three years, and one chant brings tears. (After the poem written by Jia Dao of the Tang Dynasty)

If the love between two people lasts for a long time, how can they stay together day and night? (Song Dynasty, Qin Guan, Magpie Bridge Immortal)

If you are envious of fish in the deep water, it is better to retreat and build a net. (Huainanzi·Shuo Lin Xun)

The butterflies dance around and play, and the orioles crow at ease. (Du Fu, Tang Dynasty, Walking Alone by the River Looking for Flowers)

Flowing water does not rot, and door hinges do not suffer from beetles. (Lu Shi's Spring and Autumn Annals · All Numbers)

Cage the heaven and earth within the shape, suppress all things in the pen. (Jin Lu Ji Wen Fu)

The dew is white tonight, and the moon is bright in my hometown. (Du Fu, Tang Dynasty, Recalling His Brother on a Moonlit Night)

The road is long and long, and I will search up and down. (Qu Yuan·Li Sao)

Horsepower can be seen from a distance, and people's hearts can be seen over time. (Yuan·Anonymous)

Green trees border the village, and Qingshanguo slopes outside. (Meng Haoran of the Tang Dynasty, passing the old friend's village)

The dawn is cold outside the green poplar smoke, and the spring is full of red apricot branches. (Song Dynasty, Song Qi, Yu Lou Chun)

The flowers gradually become more charming, and only in Asakusa can there be no horse hooves. (Bai Juyi, Tang Dynasty, Spring Tour to Qiantang Lake)

Relatives and friends in Luoyang are like asking each other, and a heart of ice is in a jade pot. (Wang Changling of Tang Dynasty sent Xin Jian to Furong Tower)

Falling red is not a heartless thing, it turns into spring mud to protect the flowers. (Miscellaneous poems by Gong Zizhen and Ji Hai of the Qing Dynasty)

The setting clouds and the solitary swans fly together, and the autumn water and the long sky are the same color. (Preface to Prince Teng's Pavilion by Wang Bo of the Tang Dynasty)

We will meet soon without pen and paper, so I will rely on you to convey peace and security. (Cen Shen of the Tang Dynasty met the envoy to Beijing)

If you are full, you will suffer losses, but if you are modest, you will benefit. (Shang Shu·Dayu Mo)

The plum blossoms are three points whiter than the snow, but the snow loses the fragrance of the plum blossoms. (Song Dynasty, Lu Meipo, Xuemei)

There is no beginning for failure, and there is an end for failure. (The Book of Songs·Daya·Dang)

People are not afraid of death, but why should they be afraid of death? (Laozi)

The people are the most valuable, the country is the second most important, and the king is the least important. (Mencius: Be dedicated)

He was sensitive and eager to learn, and he was not ashamed to ask questions. (The Analects of Confucius·Gong Yechang)

Thousands of quick poems, but a glass of wine. (Du Fu, Tang Dynasty, missing)

Magpies are frightened by the bright moon, and cicadas sing in the breeze in the middle of the night. (Xin Qiji, Song Dynasty, Xijiang Moon)

The bright moon shines among the pines, and the clear spring rocks flow upward. (Wang Wei of the Tang Dynasty, Shanju Qiu Ming)

Don’t worry, there will be no friends in the future. No one in the world will know you. (Gao Shi of the Tang Dynasty, Farewell to Dong Da)

There is no way to be ecstatic, the west wind blows behind the curtain, and people are thinner than yellow flowers. (Li Qingzhao of the Song Dynasty, Drunk Flower Yin)

Don’t wait for a while, the young man’s head will turn gray, and he will feel empty and sad. (Song Dynasty, Yue Fei, Man Jiang Hong)

The trees are flourishing, and the springs are beginning to trickle. (Tao Yuanming of the Eastern Jin Dynasty, I will say goodbye when I return)

Why don’t you take Wu Gou and collect the fifty states in Guanshan? (Li He, Southern Kingdom of the Tang Dynasty)

A man does not shed tears lightly, just because he has not reached the point of sadness. (Yuan·Li Kaixian·Jiu Ji)

In the Four Hundred and Eighty Temples of the Southern Dynasties, there were many towers in the mist and rain.

(Du Mu, Jiangnan Spring Quatrains of the Tang Dynasty)

The flowers are similar every year, but the people are different every year. (Liu Xiyi of the Tang Dynasty)

Thinking of the beauty of heaven and earth, I burst into tears with sadness. (Tang·Chen Ziang·Dengyouzhou Taiwanese Song)

The bird stayed in the tree beside the pond, and the monk knocked on the door under the moon. (Jia Dao, Tang Dynasty, titled "Li Ning lives in seclusion")

It would be better to have broken jade than complete tiles. (Book of the Northern Qi·Biography of Yuan Jing'an)

Where Nuwa was refining stones to mend the sky, the stones shattered the sky and made the autumn rain startle. (Tang·Li He·Li Ping Kong Hou Yin)

If the skin is gone, how can the hair be attached? (Zuo Zhuan)

It is ridiculous for a small insect to shake a big tree. (Han Yu, Tang Dynasty, Tiao Zhang Ji)

Don't forget the knowledge of poverty and lowliness, and the wife of chaff will not go to court. (Book of the Later Han Dynasty·Song Hongzhuan)

The music is high and the harmony is low. (Song Yu asked the King of Chu)

If his body is upright, he will not do what he is told; if his body is not upright, he will not follow his orders. (The Analects of Confucius · 8. Good poems and lines

Heroic:

From the top of the mountain, you can see all the small mountains. Du Fu's "Looking at the Mountains"

Gong Gaifen The Three Kingdoms are called the Eight Formations. Du Fu's "Eight Formations"

I am a madman of Chu, and Feng Ge laughs at Confucius. The roc rises with the wind in one day and soars up to ninety thousand miles. Li Bai

I look up to the sky and go out laughing. How can I be a Penggao man? Li Bai "Farewell Children in Nanling Entering Beijing"

Lyrical. :

Without the wings of a colorful phoenix, my heart is connected. "Untitled" by Li Shangyin

It is difficult to say goodbye when we meet, the east wind is powerless and the flowers are gone.

The young girl Su'e is cold-resistant, and she fights with the moon in the frost. Li Shangyin's "Frost Moon"

Although the world changes, it is not as bad as the spring. Li Shangyin's "Qujiang"