1. Du Fu's Poems about Life

Du Fu's Poems about Life 1. Du Fu's Poems about Love for Life

1. Wan Ku didn't starve to death, and many Confucian crowns were mistaken. "Twenty-two Rhymes for Wei Zuocheng's Zhang"

2. Reading has broken thousands of volumes, and writing is like a god. "Twenty-two Rhymes for Wei Zuocheng's Zhang"

3. To the monarch Yao Shun, and then to make the customs pure. "Twenty-two Rhymes for Wei Zuocheng's Zhang"

4. Fresh Yu Kaifu, Junyi Bao joined the army. Memories of Li Bai in Spring

5. at the border where the blood of men spills like the sea, and still the heart of Emperor Wu is beating for war.

6, who can marry and live in the house of a neighbour, while under the sod we bury our boys!

7, Zhumen wine stinks, and the road has frozen bones. "from Beijing to Fengxian county, chanting 511 words"

8, where petals have been shed like tears, and lonely birds have sung their grief. "Spring Hope"

9, after the war-fires of three months, one message from home is worth a ton of gold. Spring Hope

11, it is the beautiful scenery in the south of the Yangtze River, and it meets the monarch in the falling season. On meeting li guinian down the river

11. I heard about Dongting Lake, and now at last I have climbed to this tower. The vast expanse of the lake tears the Wu Chu, as if the sun and the moon and the stars are floating in the water. "Climbing Yueyang Tower"

12, Juanjuan plays the butterfly over the idle curtain, and pieces of light gulls rush under it. "A Little Cold Food in a Boat"

13, leaves are dropping down like the spray of a waterfall, while I watch the long river always rolling on. Climbing the Mountain

14, stark sounds the fifth-watch with a challenge of drum and bugle, the stars and the River of Heaven pulse over the three mountains. Ge Ye

15, she went out from the purple palace into the desertland, she has now become a green grave in the yellow dusk.

16, "Five Poems about Historical Monuments", her face! Can you picture a wind of the spring?, returning to the moonlit soul around Peikong.

17, Cong Ju shed tears on another day, and the lonely boat is the heart of his hometown. Eight Poems of Autumn Prosperity

18, the stars lean down from open space, and the moon comes running up the river. Expressing my feelings at night

19, faithful to your art, you know no age, letting wealth and fame drift by like clouds.

21. Two orioles sing green willows, and a group of egrets go up to the sky. "four quatrains (the third)"

21, late days, beautiful rivers and mountains, spring flowers and fragrance.

22. Xinsong doesn't hate thousands of feet very much, and evil bamboo should be cut to pieces. On the way to Chengdu Caotang, I will send five poems to Zheng Gong first (Part IV)

23, and loud my song and deep my drink, on the green spring-day that starts me home. "both sides of the yellow river recaptured by the imperial army"

24. Ercao's body and name are destroyed, and rivers will not be wasted forever. "the play is the six quatrains"

25. The butterflies dance all the time in Liulian Opera, and the charming warblers just crow.

26. There are tens of millions of spacious buildings, which greatly protect the world's poor people from all smiles, and the wind and rain do not move like a mountain.

27. Fish come out in the drizzle, and swallows are slanting in the breeze.

28, diving into the night with the wind, moistening things silently. "Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night"

29. I came to Liang Shangyan on my own, and I was close to the gull in the water. Jiangcun

31, with the green grass of spring colouring the steps, and birds chirping happily under the leaves. Shu Xiang

31, a poet should beware of prosperity, yet demons can haunt a wanderer. To li bai at the sky end

32, our capital teems with officious people, while you are alone and helpless and poor. Two Dreams of Li Bai

33, this cloud, that has drifted all day through the sky, may, like a wanderer, never come back. "Two Dreams of Li Bai"

34. Wan Li tried his best to guard, and the bonfire was surrounded by mountains. Farewell to the Old

35, but before he could conquer, he was dead, and heroes have wept on their coats ever since. Shu Xiang

36, which were bright as when the Archer shot the nine suns down the sky, and rapid as angels before the wings of dragons. A song of dagger-dancing to a girl-pupil of lady gongsun

37, alas! When I suddenly see this house in front of my eyes, I will freeze to death alone!

38, when I went away, you were still unmarried, but now these boys and girls in a row compensated floating barnyard grass spring weaving milli-semi-tung newspaper Kun. Give Eight Guards to Chu Shi

2. Du Fu's poem describing the hardships of ordinary people

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Car Shop, Ma Xiaoxiao, each man of you has a bow and a quiver at his belt.

father, mother, son, wife, stare at you going, till dust shall have buried the bridge beyond Chang'an.

they run with you, crying, they tug at your sleeves, and the sound of their sorrow goes up to the clouds.

and every time a bystander asks you a question, you can only say to him that you have to go.

we remember others at fifteen sent north to guard the river, and at forty sent west to cultivate the campfarms.

the mayor wound their turbans for them when they started out, with their turbaned hair white now, they are still at the border.

The side court bled into sea water, and still the heart of Emperor Wu is beating for war.

You don't know the Han family, and in thousands of villages, nothing grows but weeds, 211 states in Shandong.

in and though strong women have bent to the ploughing, there are no tools in hesheng longmu.

men of China are able to face the stiffest battle, but their officers drive them like chickens and dogs.

whatever is asked of them, dare they complain?? Just like this winter, we did not stop the enlistment of soldiers west of Hangu Pass pass.

challenged for taxes, how could they pay?? If you do know that a boy is a bad thing, it is better to have a girl instead.

who can marry and live in the house of a neighbour, while under the sod we bury our boys. Have you seen Qinghai Head?

at all the old white bones forsaken. New ghosts are wailing there now with the old, loudest in the dark sky of a stormy day.

3. Write a poem about Du Fu's poor life in his later years.

In August and autumn, the high wind howled, and it rolled up three weeds on my house. Mao Fei crossed the river and sprinkled it on the outskirts of the river. The highest one hung a long forest tip, and the lower one floated to Shentang 'ao.

The children in Nancun bullied me, and I was old and weak. I could bear to be a thief opposite, and openly carried the wool into the bamboo. I can't breathe when my lips are burnt and my mouth is dry. When I return, I sigh on my staff.

in a moment, the wind will set the clouds and ink color, and in autumn, the desert will turn dark. The cloth has been as cold as iron for many years, and jiao er is lying down and cracking. There is no dry place in the bedside room, and the rain feet are like hemp. What's the point of getting wet in the long night?

There are tens of millions of spacious buildings in Ande, which is a great shelter for all the poor people in the world to be happy and calm! Whoo! When I suddenly see this house in front of my eyes, I will freeze to death alone!

-"The Cottage is Broken by Autumn Wind" Du Fu

4. Du Fu's fastest poem in life

In the first year of Baoying, Tang Daizong (762), Tang Jun recovered a large area of land in the north and south of the river, and the Anshi rebellion was calmed down. But at this time, there was a mutiny, and Du Fu avoided it and lived in Zizhou (now Santai County, Sichuan Province). When he heard the news that the Anshi Rebellion was put down, he was ecstatic and wrote this poem in great excitement. This poem is a very natural summary of the feelings of all people who have been separated from each other, making it a masterpiece through the ages. The predecessors commented on this poem as Du Fu's "the first quick poem in his life".

both sides of the yellow river recaptured by the imperial army

Du Fu

news at this far western station! The north has been recaptured!, at first I cannot check the tears from pouring on my coat.

where is my wife and my son? Little sorrow on their face., yet crazily I pack my books and poems.

and loud my song and deep my drink, on the green spring-day that starts me home.

back from this mountain, past another mountain, up from the south, north again-to my own town!.

outside the sword: south of the sword gate, a part of Sichuan now, also known as Jiannan.

5. Analyze the influence of Du Fu's life experience on his poems

Du Fu (712-771), with beautiful words, was a great poet in the prosperous Tang Dynasty. Originally from Xiangyang, Hubei, he was born in Gongxian, Henan. The grandson of Du Shenyan, a poet in the early Tang Dynasty. Tang Suzong, the official left gleaning. After entering Shu, Yanwu, a friend, recommended him to be the staff officer of Jiannan Jiedu Mansion, and to add Yuan Wailang to the school's Ministry of Industry. Therefore, later generations also called him Du Shiyi and Du Gongbu.

Du Fu is as famous as Li Bai, known as "Li Du" in the world. The core of his thought is the Confucian thought of benevolent government. He has the grand ambition of "to make the monarch Yao and Shun superior, and then to make the customs pure". He loves life, people and the great rivers and mountains of the motherland. He hated evil, criticized and exposed the corruption of the imperial court and the dark phenomenon in social life. He sympathized with the people and even fantasized that he was willing to make self-sacrifice to save their suffering.

Du Fu is a great realistic poet, who wrote more than 1,411 poems in his life. His experience and poetry creation can be divided into four periods.

1. Reading and roaming period (before the age of 35)

During this period, I traveled to Wu, Yue (now in Jiangsu and Zhejiang) and Qi and Zhao (now in northern Shandong and southern Hebei) successively, during which I went to Luoyang to answer the call. After meeting Li Bai in Luoyang, they forged a deep friendship, then met Gao Shi, and they traveled with Liang and Song (now Kaifeng and Shangqiu). Later, Li Du went to Jizhou again, met in Donglu after breaking up, and parted again, so there was no chance to meet again.

Second, during the period of being trapped in Chang 'an (35-44 years old)

During this period, Du Fu took the exam in Chang 'an first and came last. Later, he presented a gift to the emperor and presented it to the nobles. He lived a life of "detaining the rich in the morning, following the fat horse dust in the evening, smashing cups and cold roasting, and hiding sorrow everywhere". Finally, he got a small official who led the government to join the army. During this period, he wrote poems such as "The Car Shop" and "two for the road", which criticized current politics and satirized powerful people. The book "From Beijing to Fengxian County, Singing 511 Words" is particularly famous, which indicates that his understanding of the political and social reality of the imperial court has reached a new height after ten years of hard life in Chang 'an.

3. Being caught in a thief and being an official (45 to 48 years old).

When the Anshi Rebellion broke out and Tongguan fell, Du Fu settled his family in Zhangzhou and went to Suzong alone. He was captured by Anshi rebels and taken to Chang 'an. Facing the chaotic Chang 'an, he heard the news that the loyalist troops had repeatedly retreated, and wrote poems such as Moonlit Night, Spring Hope, Aijiang Tou and Sad Chen Tao. Later, he absconded to Fengxiang Hangzai, doing the left gleaning. Because of the advice, Shang Shu was demoted to join the army as the prime minister. Later, he recorded his experiences in the form of poems, which became his immortal works, namely "Three Officials" and "Three Farewells".

fourth, the period of wandering in the southwest (48 to 58 years old).

With the disastrous defeat of the government troops in Xiangzhou and the famine in Guanfu, Du Fu abandoned his government, fled with his family, passed through Qin Zhou, Tonggu and other places, and lived a relatively stable life in Chengdu. When Yanwu entered the DPRK, the warlords in the middle of Shu rebelled, and he drifted to Zizhou and Langzhou. Then return to Chengdu. When Yanwu died, he drifted again, lived in Kuizhou for two years, then drifted to Hubei and Hunan, and died on the Xiangjiang River. During this period, his works include Water Threshold to Send Heart, Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night, Cottage Broken by Autumn Wind, Sick Orange, Climbing the Building, Shu Xiang, both sides of the yellow river recaptured by the imperial army, Showing Wu Lang Again, Ascending the Mountain, Qiu Xing, Three Jueju and Sui Yan Xing.

Looking at Du Fu's life thought, it is "worrying about Li Yuan in poor years" and "caring for Yao Shun", so his poetry creation always runs through the main line of worrying about the country and the people, which shows Du Fu's greatness. His poems are rich in social content, strong times color and distinct political tendency, which truly and profoundly reflect the political current affairs and broad social life picture of a historical era before and after the An Shi Rebellion, so they are called the "history of poetry" of a generation. The style of Du Fu's poems is basically "gloomy and frustrated", and the language and text structure are rich in changes, emphasizing the refinement of words and sentences. At the same time, his poems have many styles, except for the five ancient, seven ancient, five laws and seven laws, and he also wrote a lot of arranged laws. The artistic techniques are also varied, and they are the epitome of the ideological art of Tang poetry. Du Fu also inherited the spirit of "feeling sad and happy, and getting rid of the old theme of Yuefu, and created many new themes of Yuefu, such as the famous" three officials "and" three parting ",

6. Poems describing life

1. The thatched cottage was broken by autumn wind.

Mao Fei crossed the river and sprinkled on the outskirts of the river. The tall one hung a long forest tip, and the lower one floated to Shentang 'ao. The children in Nancun bully me, and I can stand being a thief.

openly carrying Mao into the bamboo, his lips are burning and his mouth is dry and he can't breathe. When he comes back, he leans on his stick and sighs. In a moment, the wind will set the clouds and ink color, and the autumn will be bleak and dark.

the cloth is as cold as iron for many years, and the arrogant children lie down and crack inside. There is no dry place in the bedside room, and the rain feet are like hemp.

If you sleep less after going through the chaos, how can you get wet all night? There are tens of millions of mansions in Ande, which greatly protects the world's poor people from all smiles, and the wind and rain do not move like a mountain! Whoo! When I suddenly see this house in front of my eyes, I will freeze to death alone! 2. Li Qingzhao will never meet the sunset and melt gold. Where are the people? How much do you know about spring when you dye willow smoke and blow plum flute? Is there no wind and rain in the Lantern Festival when the weather is in harmony? Come and greet each other, enjoy the BMW, and thank him for his wine friends and poems. Zhongzhou is in its heyday, and the boudoir has more leisure. Remember to focus on three to five.

Pave green crowns, draw golden snow willows, and cluster with them to fight for Chu. Now I am haggard, windy and frosty, afraid to go out at night.

it's better to listen to people laughing under the curtain. 3. Li Qingzhao's "The Sound is Slow" is looking for it, cold and clear, sad and miserable.

when it's warm and cold at first, it's the hardest to stop breathing. Three cups and two light wines, how can you beat him? It's urgent to come late.

Yan Guo is sad, but it's an old acquaintance. The yellow flowers are piled up all over the ground, haggard and damaged. Who can pick them now? Watching the window, how can you be dark alone? Indus is even drizzling, and it is dripping at dusk.

this time, what a sad word? 4. Du Fu: Looking forward to though a country be sundered, hills and rivers endure in spring, and spring comes green again to trees and grasses. Sad state, can not help but tears burst into tears, the birds stunning, the grief of parting hate.

after the war-fires of three months, one message from home is worth a ton of gold. Melancholy winding, scratching head thinking, the more scratched the white hair, it is almost impossible to insert a hairpin.

5. Du Fu's Longmen was broken, and the post tree came out of the city. The color of the emperor is close, and the gold and silver Buddhist temple is open.

when you return it, you change it again and again, and the water is getting leisurely. On the journey of reading each other, I have done several times in my career.

6. Du Fu's visit to the old guest house is with the personnel, so don't leave this pavilion in early autumn. The pear leaves are red again, and the bamboo forest is still green.

when the wind curtain rolls, the cold anvil sounds last night. There is no reason to go out of Jianghan, and the melancholy moon is invisible.

7. A small cold food boat is a good thing for Du Fu. The food is still cold, and it is a bit depressed. Spring water, rivers and rivers, so floating in the boat is like to sit in the clouds; The body wane, the old eyes faint, look at the shore of the flowers like a layer of mist.

Juanjuan plays butterfly over the idle curtain, and pieces of light gulls rush under it. Clouds and white mountains are thousands of miles away, and I am worried that Chang' an is straight north.

8. It was like a dream that Li Qingzhao had a sudden rain and wind last night, and a deep sleep didn't need any residual wine. I asked the shutter man, but I knew that Haitang was still there. Know what? Know what? It should be green, fat, red and thin.

9. Drunk with flowers, Li Qingzhao's mist is thick and cloudy, and the water is sad, and the brain is refreshed and the golden beast is sold. The festival is also Chongyang, and the jade pillow gauze kitchen is cool in the middle of the night.

after dusk, Dongli Bar has dark fragrance and full sleeves. Mo Tao is not ecstasy, the curtain rolls west wind, and people are thinner than yellow flowers.

11. In Wuling Spring, Li Qingzhao has exhausted all the fragrant flowers, and she is tired of combing her hair at night. Things are people, not everything, tears flow first.

It is said that Shuangxi Spring is still good, and it is also planned to go canoeing. I'm afraid that the boat can't move and I'm worried.

at 1 o'clock, Li Qingzhao kicked off the swing and got up to adjust her slim hands. Beside her, the thin de hung with crystal dew, her ch perspiration permeated with a thin silk gown.

when someone comes, socks and gold slips away. She ran away shyly, leaning back on the door, and smelling the scent of the flowers of green plums.

2 If you dream, Li Qingzhao will always remember the sunset at the Xiting Pavilion, so intoxicated that she doesn't know the way home, and she will return to the boat in the evening and go into the depths of lotus flowers by mistake. How to draw a boat out, not careful, but startled a group of Oulu.

3. Drinking (5) Tao Yuanming build house is in a human environment, and there are no horses and chariots. Ask you what you can do, and your heart is far from self-biased.

under the east fence of picking chrysanthemums, you can see Nanshan leisurely. The mountains are getting better and better, and the birds are returning.

there is a real meaning in this, and I have forgotten to say it if I want to distinguish it. 4 Returning to Yuantianju (1) Tao Yuanming has no suitable rhyme, and his nature loves Qiushan.

fall into the dust net by mistake for thirty years. The cage bird is often attached to the past forest, the fish in the pool yearning for the past abyss.

open up wasteland in the south and return to the garden. Fangzhai