The banks of the Yellow River were recovered by the imperial army.

Don du fu

The news of this distant western station! The north has been recovered! At first, I couldn't stop crying on my coat.

Where are my wife and son? There is not a trace of sadness on their faces. However, I packed my books and poems crazily.

On a green spring day, I began to go home, singing my songs loudly and drinking my wine.

Come back from this mountain, pass another mountain, go up from the south and then go north-to my own town! .

Chun Xue passed through Huangfu's house.

Tang Bai Juyi

Back in the basket in the snow at night, I'm glad to see your family.

As long as the master is green-eyed, Qin poetry talks and laughs from the future.

"I like to hear the five slogans that thieves always retreat"

Don du fu

This is full of spring, and the north, south, east and west archways are supreme.

In the second year of Dali, the jade candle was transferred, and Emperor Xuanyuan was promoted to Sun Yun.

Anger:

Man Jiang Hong

Song Yuefei

Angry hair rushing to the crown, leaning on the fence and drizzling.

Looking up, screaming in the sky, strong and fierce.

Thirty fame, dust and earth, eight thousand miles of clouds and the moon.

Don't be idle, grow old together and be unhappy.

Jingkang shame, still not snow; When will the courtiers regret it?

Driving a long car, Helan Mountain is neglected.

Eat pork when you are hungry, and drink Hun blood when you are thirsty.

Leave it at the beginning and clean up the old mountains and rivers. Chaotianque

Sadness:

Youzhou Tower.

Don Chen Ziang

No one can see the ancient wisdom of the ancient king, only those wise men who can't see the afterlife can see it.

Only the boundless universe, boundless, can't stop the tears full of sadness.

Three sad poems

Don

You're like Gong's favorite daughter, and it's not going well to marry me, a poor man.

You saw me naked in the box. You take off the gold brooch and buy me wine.

You eat your food with wild vegetables, but your food is sweet. You cook with dead branches with leaves.

Now that I am a high official, you are far away from the world and sent some monks and priests to be at the mercy of monks.

A long time ago, we joked that one of us would die, but suddenly, before my eyes, you left.

The clothes you have worn have been given away, and I can't bear to open your sewing box.

Because I miss you, I love girls very much, and many of your dreams, I will burn paper for you.

No one knows that the husband and wife will be sad, and many past memories are extremely sad.

I'm sitting here alone, mourning for both of us. How many years is my seventy years old? .

There is a better person than me, and God rejected a son. Pan Yue's mourning is still a waste of language.

Even if you can bury it, you can't tell a passion. What an illusory hope the fetters of the afterlife are.

However, when I open my eyes, I can see the whole night, the lifelong troubles in your brow.

Sadness:

What spring looks like.

Don du fu

Chang' an fell, the country was broken, and only the mountains and rivers remained; Spring has come, and the sparsely populated Chang' an city is densely forested.

Sad state, can not help but burst into tears, amazing birds, leaving sorrow and hate.

The war lasted for more than half a year, and letters from home were rare, with a hundred thousand gold.

Twisting with melancholy, scratching my head and thinking, the more I scratch my white hair, I can hardly insert a hairpin.

Qiushanzhai is this thing.

Tangliucang

Nothing closes the door, moss grows, and wild chrysanthemums grow under the fence.

In the middle of the night, the autumn wind is moving and the mountains are full of rain.

The geese flew away, and first frost started, but the book was sent to my hometown and didn't come back.

At this time, sitting alone in the high window, I felt sorry for myself.

Climb to the top of Panshan Mountain

Qi Ming aurora

First frost cries sadly, and the clouds open the stone gate.

The north wind is not drunk when it blows wine, and the leaves come to cry countless times.

But it does not hinder the old white-haired talents.

I am the one standing on the top, so General Li dances on the sword platform.

Worried:

The farewell school letter of Deng Yunshu Xuanzhou Xie Tiao Building.

Tang Libai

Since yesterday, I have to leave Bolt and me behind.

It hurts my heart even more today.

Autumn geese are escorted by Changfeng, and I treat them in this villa and drink my wine.

The bones of great writers are all your brushes. In Tianyuan, I grew up beside you, Xiao Xie.

We are all lofty distant thoughts, longing for the sky and the bright moon.

But since the water is still flowing, although we cut it with a sword, sadness will come back, even though we drown them with wine.

Since the world can't satisfy our desire, I will loosen my hair and get on a fishing boat tomorrow.

Wulingchun

Song Qingzhao

The wind has stopped the dust, the fragrant flowers have blossomed, and I am tired of combing my hair at night.

Things are people, not everything, and tears flow first.

It is said that Shuangxi Spring is still good, and it is also planned to make canoes.

I'm afraid the boat won't move. I'm worried.

Your Royal Highness

close

Outside the sand by the water, battlements retreat in spring.

Liu Ying's flowers, the lightness turns, are heard too fast and too thin.

Oh, wandering alone, worrying that the wine is getting thinner, it is rare to get drunk.

Missing day after day, body and mind have been burned to ashes.

Recalling yesterday's Xichihui, Heron Qi Fei.

Hand in hand, who is here today?

Ah, the ship goes around the sun and the moon, and the dream is broken, only the bronze mirror, and the blushing face is gone.

In spring, there are thousands of fallen flowers, and the ones that should fall fall, leading the melancholy, such as the sea, pushed by the tide.

Le:

Two generals of the second rhyme king

White pine jade toad

Send out shawl music, intoxicated, from laughter to sunset.

After sitting for a long time, I don't believe it is so cold in the world.

Damaged array

Song Yan Shu

Swallow came to the news agency, after the Qingming Festival in pear flower falls.

At three or four o'clock on the pond, there are one or two orioles at the bottom of the leaves, and the days are long and the flocs are light.

Smile at the female companions in the East and please them in Sandao.

The suspect had a good dream last night, but Yuan won today, laughing on both sides.

Occasionally in spring

Song Cheng Hao

The clouds are light and the wind is light, and the flowers follow the willows across thousands of rivers.

At that time, people didn't understand my inner happiness at this moment, thinking that I was learning from young people and taking advantage of the good opportunity to steal.