On the tower at the end of this town, the wilderness began, and our desire reached as far as the ocean or the sky.
The hibiscus flowers beside the moat are swaying in the sudden wind, and the oblique rain is beating the vines on the wall.
We can't see anything beyond 300 miles, except vague Woods and mountains, and there are nine rivers winding in our stomachs.
* * * Come to Baiyue tattoo, don't even want a letter, let's keep in touch with home.
-Han Yu's "Climbing Liuzhou Tower and Sending May to Seal Four States"
When spring comes, good rain knows the season. Sneak into the night with the wind, moisten things silently. The wild path is dark and the river is bright. Look at the red and wet place, the flowers in Jinguancheng are heavy. -Du Fu's "Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night"
Thousands of birds sing green and red, and the water town is full of wine flags. Four hundred and eighty halls in southern dynasties, misty and rainy. -Tang Du Fu's Poems of Jiangnan Spring
During the Qingming Festival, there are many rains, and pedestrians on the road want to die. Excuse me, where is the restaurant? The shepherd boy pointed to Xinghua Village. -Tang Dumu's Qingming Festival
Big strings hummed like rain, small strings hummed like secrets, and then mixed together, just like pouring large and small pearls into a plate of jade. -Tang Juyi's Preface to Pipa.
Traditional culture: festivals
1. "Holidays in the Mountains Think of Brothers in Shandong" Being in a foreign land, he misses his family more during festivals.
2. "Qingming" There are many rains during the Qingming period, and pedestrians on the road want to break their souls.
3. "January Day" firecrackers are one year old, and the spring breeze enters Tu Su from send warm. Thousands of families especially blink? Xin Yan green a dangerous evil spirit? ?
4. "Yuanxi" Last year, the flower market was brightly lit. At the end of the month, it is about dusk. On the Lantern Festival on the fifteenth day of the first month of this year, the moonlight and lights are still the same as last year. I will never see my old friend last year again, and my tears are soaked through my clothes.
5. The Mid-Autumn Moon is full of cold clouds, and Han Yin silently turns to the tracts. If you don't meet a good night in this life, where will you see the bright moon next year?
2. Ancient poems about China traditional culture.
Wang Anshi's January Day in the Northern Song Dynasty: firecrackers are one year old, and the east wind sends warmth into Tu Su.
In the sound of firecrackers, we ushered in the new year and sent away the old year. People are drinking Tu Su wine, and the spring breeze is blowing in their faces.
Wang Anshi's January Day in the Northern Song Dynasty: Every family has to exchange new peaches for old ones every day.
Every household hangs a new peach symbol and removes the old one.
Song Xin Qi Ji's Yuan Xi Jade Box: Thousands of trees bloom in the east wind night, and the stars are raining. BMW carved cars full of incense, the phoenix moved, the basin lights turned and the fish dragon danced all night.
Just as the east wind blows away thousands of trees and flowers, it also blows fireworks like rain. The luxurious carriage is full of fragrance. The melodious sound of the phoenix flute echoed everywhere, the moon like a jade pot gradually tilted westward, and the fish dragon lantern danced all night.
Song Ouyang Xiu's "Birth Outline Yuan": Last year's Lantern Festival, the flower market was full of lights. At the end of the month, it is about dusk.
Last year's midnight snack, the lights at the flower market were as bright as day. Beautiful people meet, at the time of the willow branches on the moon, after dusk.
Song Ouyang Xiu's "Birth Outline Yuan": This year's Lantern Festival, the moon lights are still the same. I will never see my old friend last year again, and my tears are soaked through my clothes.
This year's midnight snack, moonlight and lights are still bright. But I didn't see the beauty of last year, and the tears of acacia wet the sleeves of the spring shirt.
Tang's "Living in the Mountain to Sacrifice the Shandong Brothers": Being in a foreign land, I miss my relatives every festive season. When I think of my brothers' bodies climbing high, I will feel a little regret for not being able to reach me.
When a person is a guest in a foreign land, every time he meets a good festival, he always misses his relatives in his hometown more. Although I am in a foreign land, I have long thought that today is the Double Ninth Festival, and my brothers in my hometown should climb high and look far. I think when they put on dogwood, they will find that I am gone.
3. What are the ancient poems about China's traditional culture? 1. "Business Unit Operator"
Poet: Ma Yu Dynasty: Yuan Dynasty Genre: Ci
I said it was for the Mid-Autumn Festival. Don't enjoy the Mid-Autumn Festival. Externally, the Mid-Autumn Festival is not good for people, but internally, it is different. My heart will rest in the Mid-Autumn Festival. Dust has died since the Mid-Autumn Festival. Gold meets the Mid-Autumn Festival, just like the moon in the Mid-Autumn Festival.
2. Mid-Autumn Moon
Poet: Xu Youzhen Dynasty: Ming Dynasty Genre: Ci
Mid-autumn moon. Mid-autumn and bright moon. It's too bright. How much do you know about him? Rain or shine. Let alone rain or shine. Enjoy the wonderful time on earth. Good season. May is an ordinary Mid-Autumn Moon every year.
3. Mid-Autumn Festival Cao Li Curling Swallow Series
Poet: Dai Fugu Dynasty: Song School: Nothing
Win the tour with wine curling, and this year will not bear the Mid-Autumn Festival. Therefore, people are willing to take care of crazy people like the Mid-Autumn Festival.
4. Mid-Autumn Moon
Poet: Shao Yong Dynasty: Song School: Nothing
It's cloudy at ten degrees and nine degrees every mid-autumn night. If you want to eat enough, you must wait until midnight and Tianxin. If you don't sleep, you can see the place is not shallow, but if you don't sleep, you can see it deeper. I love ancient poems, but that's a thousand miles away.
5. Mid-Autumn Festival
Poet: Wang Bai Dynasty: Song Style: None
The weather in Mid-Autumn Festival is like Double Ninth Festival. Fortunately, there is cinnamon in front of the court. There are no books at all, so let him suffer.
6. Mid-Autumn Festival
Poet: Chen Zao Age: Song Style: Nothing
Ask the farmer after reading the poem and have a rest then. There is no room in the empty village in this area, and the Mid-Autumn Festival is discussed because of social meat.
7. Mid-Autumn Festival
Poet: Long Fu Dynasty: Song School: Nothing
Silent autumn night, love gives birth to jade boudoir. Jiang Changyan is far away, and the moon is bright and the clouds are low.
8. "Two sit-ins fishing in Sesshū Tōyō two nights before Mid-Autumn Festival"
Poet: Yang Wanli Dynasty: Song Dynasty Style: Nothing
Last Mid-Autumn Festival was full of political illness, and I loved him in the moonlight. I am old and sick this year, and there is no moon in the Mid-Autumn Festival.
9. Mid-Autumn Festival without moon
Poet: Cheng Yi Dynasty: Song School: Nothing
At that time, there was infighting and there was no Mid-Autumn Festival. I want to board thousands of feet and return to Xie E in the light.
10. Mid-Autumn Moon
Poet: Pan Lang Dynasty: Song School: Nothing
Stay in the ancient city in the Mid-Autumn Festival and hide the night completely. The savage looked at it for a long time and turned into melancholy, but the clouds were destroyed and reborn.
4. What are the ancient poems about "carrying forward the traditional culture of China"? 1. Tang & #183; Wang Wei's "Mountain Residence in Memory of Shandong Brothers".
I am a lonely stranger in a strange land, and I miss my family more often during the holidays.
When I think of my brothers' bodies climbing high, I will feel a little regret for not being able to reach me.
2. Wang Song Anshi's "January Day"
The roar of firecrackers, the old year has passed; The warm spring breeze ushered in the New Year, and people happily drank the newly brewed Tu Su wine.
The rising sun sheds light on doors of each household, New peachwood charm is put up to replace the old.
3. Song Qingzhao's "Drunken Flower Yin, Mist and Thick Clouds, Never Sorrow"
The mist is thick and the clouds are thick, and the days are sad. Kapoor is among the birds in the incense burner. Double Ninth Festival, lying in bed, in the middle of the night, the cold on my body has just been soaked.
Dongli drinks until dusk, and faint chrysanthemum fragrance overflows his sleeves. Mo Tao doesn't forget me, the curtain rolls west wind, and people are thinner than yellow flowers.
4. When is the bright moon written by Song Sushi?
Chen Bing Mid-Autumn Festival, happily drank the next morning, drunk, wrote this word, and missed my brother Su Zhe.
When did the moon begin to appear? I take my glass from a distance. I don't know the palace in the sky, and I don't know the month and time. I'm willing to ride the wind to the sky, I'm afraid I can't stand the cold for nine days in a pavilion of fine jade. Dance and enjoy the shadow of the moon, which is in the world.
The moon turned into a scarlet pavilion, hanging low on the carved window, shining on the sleepy self. The moon should not have any resentment against people. Why is it round when people are gone? People are sad and happy, and they are separated and reunited. The moon will darken or shine, and it will become round or round. Nothing is perfect, even in the past. I hope people will live for a long time and have a good scenery thousands of miles away.
5. Tang Du Mu's Tomb-Sweeping Day
A drizzling rain falls like tears on the Mourning Day; The mourner's heart is going to break on his way.
Excuse me, where is the restaurant? The shepherd boy pointed to Xinghua Village.
5. Poems with China traditional culture What poems with "China traditional culture" are as follows:
1, Song Yuefei's "Manjiang Xie Honghuai"
Angry, leaning against the railing, resting in the drizzle. 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, white and sad! Jingkang is ashamed, but it is still snowing. When do courtiers hate their guts! Driving a long car, breaking through the lack of Helan Mountain. Eat pork when you are hungry, and drink Hun blood when you are thirsty. Stay from the beginning, clean up the old mountains and rivers, and go to the sky.
2. Tang Du Fu's "Spring Hope"
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.
3. Wen Song Tian Xiang's "Crossing Ding Yang"
Once the effort comes, there will be fewer stars around. The mountains and rivers are broken and the wind is floating, and life experiences are ups and downs. The beach of fear says fear, and there is a sigh in the ocean. Who hasn't died since ancient times? Take the heart of Dan and follow history.
4. Song Fan Zhongyan's "The Fisherman's Pride Qiu Si"
The scenery in Qiu Lai is different, and Hengyang Goose is unknown. Around, the sound of the horn sounded, thousands of miles away, and the long smoke closed. A glass of turbid wine is Wan Li's home, but Ran Yan hasn't come home yet. Qiang tube covered with frost, people do not sleep. The general was white-haired and in tears.
5. Song Luyou's "Xiuer"
I know that when I die, everything on earth has nothing to do with me. But the only thing that hurts me is that I failed to see the reunification of the motherland. Therefore, when the great Song Jun team recaptures the Central Plains, you will hold a home banquet ceremony. Don't forget to tell me the good news!
Lu you:
Lu You (1125—1210) is famous for his word service concept. Han nationality, a native of Yinshan, Yuezhou (now Shaoxing, Zhejiang), was a famous poet in the Southern Song Dynasty. When I was young, I was influenced by patriotic thoughts at home. When Emperor Gaozong was young, I should try it, which Qin Gui admired. Filial piety makes a scholar. Middle-aged into Shu, devoted to military life, the official to Baozhangge to be built. Retire to another country in his later years. There are more than 9,000 poems written today, which are extremely rich in content. He is the author of Poems of Jiannan, Collected Works of Weinan, Book of Southern Tang Dynasty, Notes on Old Ann Studies, etc.
6. What are the ancient poems about "China traditional culture"? 1, six poems about last night, one of them.
Tang Dynasty: Cui Ye
There's no hurry, the iron lock is fully open.
Who can do nothing on the moon? Where can I smell the light?
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Don't worry about jade leakage and silver pot for the time being. The gate of Gong Jin and the golden lock on it were still open until dawn. Who can see the bright moon and do nothing? Where did people stop seeing lanterns when they heard about them?
2, to the festival.
Yuan Dynasty: Ma Zhen
It was dark and smoky, and famous works were handed down from generation to generation to celebrate the cold winter.
Embroidered curtains are not rolled up, so it's easy to laugh and not laugh.
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By the solstice in winter, the sky in Beijing has just broken dawn, and the thick joy has filled the capital. People exchange business cards to celebrate the festival. The embroidered curtains of the big family are completely open. On the winter solstice, they are all doing very important things in life. Every family takes advantage of the winter solstice to play leisurely.
3, the fifteenth night of the first month
Tang Dynasty: Su Weidao
Silver flowers shine like bright lanterns on the tree. On this night, the bridge leading to bright stars opens.
The crowd is surging and the dust is flying under the horseshoe; Moonlight shines in every corner, where people can see the moon overhead.
The singer in the moonlight, dressed in makeup, sang Plum Blossom.
The capital has been abolished, so don't worry about the timing of leaking jade. Don't let the only midnight snack pass by in a hurry this year.
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The lights are scattered, and the depths of the garden reflect bright light, just like delicate flowers; Because it was available everywhere, the iron lock of the city gate was also opened. The crowd is surging and the dust is flying under the horseshoe; The moonlight shines, and people can see the bright moon everywhere. In the moonlight, geisha are all dressed up and wearing heavy makeup, singing "Plum Blossoms Fall" as they walk.
The city has cancelled the night ban, so don't worry if the time is missed. Don't let the Lantern Festival night pass by once a year.
4. yuanri
Tang Dynasty: Si Kongtu
Jiazi is heavy today, and there is only self-pity in his life.
The ceremony is in the first day, and the afternoon is next year.
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Now that I am old, I have full ambitions but have not realized them, leaving me with only self-pity. I have been very busy to welcome the new year. After sunset, it means that a new year is coming.
5. Picking mulberry seeds for Chongyang
Modern: Mao Zedong
Life is easy to get old, but it is hard to get old. Today is Chongyang, and the yellow flowers in the battlefield are particularly fragrant.
The annual autumn wind is not as strong as spring. It's better than spring, and the frost in Wan Li is in the vast river.
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People are prone to aging all their lives, but the sky is not old, and the Double Ninth Festival comes every year. Today is the Double Ninth Festival, and the chrysanthemums on the battlefield smell good. Autumn wind blows hard year after year, and the scenery is not as beautiful as spring. However, it is more magnificent than the scene in spring. The river as vast as the universe is covered with frost.
7. What are the famous poems and sentences about traditional culture? 1, Spring Festival
Wang Anshi's Yuan Ri
Except for the one-year-old in firecrackers,
The east wind sends warmth into Tu Su.
Thousands of families are dying,
Always trade new peaches for old ones.
2. Mid-Autumn Festival
Drink the moon alone.
Lipper
Flowers in the next pot of wine, no friends, drink alone.
Raise my cup, I invite the bright moon, which brings me its shadow and makes us three people.
The moon doesn't know how to drink, but the shadow in front of it is behind.
I have to mingle with them and enjoy the happiness of spring.
The song I sing is bright and wandering, and I dance the shadow before wandering.
Wake up and be happy together, and disperse after drunkenness.
I am willing to stay with them forever and forget the harm of friendship, just like the Milky Way.
The night of August 15th (Du Fu)
The full moon flies in the mirror and returns to the heart to fold the sword.
Turn the tent and travel far, climb the laurel and ascend to heaven.
The waterway is suspected of frost and snow, and the forest is covered with feathers.
At this time, I look forward to the white rabbit, and I want to count the autumnal equinox.
3. Chongyang
On Wang Wei's Mountain Holiday Missing Shandong Brothers
A lonely stranger in a strange land, I was left behind.
on festive occasions more than ever one thinks of one's dear ones far away
My brothers must have crossed some heights by now.
But the disappearance of a dogwood wearer will affect the performance.
4. Qingming
Du Mu's Tomb-Sweeping Day
It rained a lot during my stay in Tomb-Sweeping Day.
Pedestrians on the road want to die.
Ask local people where to buy wine?
The shepherd boy just laughed and didn't answer Xingshan Village.
5. Give clothes at noon (Du Fu)
Official uniforms are also famous.
Dragon Boat Festival is respected.
Pueraria lobata contains soft wind,
The snow is very light.
The sun at the door is seasonal.
(Qing) Li Jingshan
Cherry mulberry and calamus, and buy a pot of realgar wine.
There is yellow paper hanging outside the door, but I suspect that the account owner is afraid of spells.
Dragon Boat Festival
Lao She
The Dragon Boat Festival is full of storms, and the children in the village are still wearing old clothes;
Invited to bring a hat, dare to love the thatched cottage for the mud;
Guests who are related by flesh and blood and have no money to buy wine for sale;
At that time, the fish was three feet, not as delicious as the beans today.
6 Lantern Festival
Watching the lights (Tang) on the fifteenth night
A fragrant banquet was held in Jinli, the early year of Lan Hongyan.
The color is far, and the light is far.
After the fall of China people's suspected star, the building was like a hanging moon.
Don't laugh so much, come and show off the nine branches.
7 Qixi
One of the nineteen ancient poems
Distant Altair, Jiao Jiao Hehan girl.
Touch your hand and make a loom.
There is no chapter all day, and tears are pouring down.
The river is clear and shallow, with many differences.
Between water and water, there are no words.
8. What ancient poems of China's traditional culture stopped raining in a rage? 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, white and sad!
Jingkang shame, still not snow; When will courtiers hate it? Driving a long car, breaking through the lack of Helan Mountain. Eat pork when you are hungry, and drink Hun blood when you are thirsty. Stay from the beginning, clean up the old mountains and rivers, and go to the sky!
—— Yue Fei>
Have you seen how the water of the Yellow River flows from the sky to the sea and never returns?
Have you seen the lovely hair in the bright mirror in the high room, although it is still silky black in the morning, it turns into snow at night?
Oh, let a man with spirit take risks where he wants to go, and never point his golden cup at the moon empty! .
Since God has given talents, let them be used! As for the money, although it is scattered, it will get together again.
Cook a sheep, kill a cow, sharpen your appetite, and let me, 300 bowls, take a big drink! .
Master Cen, Dan Qiusheng, bring the wine in! Let your cup never stop! .
Let me sing you a song! , let your ears participate! .
What are bells and drums, delicacies and treasures? Let me get drunk forever and never be rational! .
Ancient sober people and sages were forgotten, and only great drinkers can be immortalized.
Chen bought a barrel of wine with 10 thousand gold coins at a banquet in the temple, and everyone laughed and said one-liners
Why do you say, my master, your money is gone? , to buy wine, we drink together! .
Five-flowered horse, golden autumn,
Give them to boys in exchange for good wine and sell eternal sadness with you.
-Li Bai>
9. What are the ancient poems about excellent traditional culture?
Qian Qi
It is often heard that the immortals in Xiangshui are good at playing the piano and singing.
Beautiful music makes Feng, the river god, dance and dance, which is unbearable for travelers who travel far away.
Deep and sad melody, even hard stones are moved by sadness; The sonorous, high-pitched musical tone is so penetrating that it has been flying to lofty places.
Cangwu complains, and Angelica dahurica is fragrant.
Running water flows to Pu, and I hate Taiwan crossing Dongting.
The music is quiet, but there is no drums of the water god. The river disappears, revealing several peaks, which are green and charming.
Bodhisattva Manyan Dao Ji
Mourning Zheng Yi as a Xiangjiang Music,
The sound is written in Xiang Bo green.
Thirteen strings of fingers,
I will convey my hatred.
When the banquet is slow,
Yuzhu flies wild goose.
When it touches the internal organs,
Spring mountain eyebrows are low.
Pipa player's song
Bai Juyi
Lute songs
Author: Li Qi
Category: Seven-character Ancient Poems
Our host, who provided rich wine to make the night mellow, invited his Yangzhou guests to play the pipa for us.
Facing the moon with whitewashed walls, black crows are flying, the frost is so sad, and the wind enters the clothes.
But a bronze stove added its light to the flower candles, the pipa played green water, and then the Queen Chu.
Once it started playing, there was no other sound: a spell was cast at the party and the stars became thin.
It's only three hundred miles from here. In Huaishang, official business is waiting for him, so I said goodbye and went back to the road, under the Yinshan Mountain.
In painting
Mo Mei? Wang Mian (yuan)
My home is Xiyan Hutou Tree,
All the flowers are pale and inky.
Don't boast that the color is beautiful,
Just keep it fresh and full of Kun.
If you want to write a painter's pen, pick the end of the mirror first.
I have been shocked by somo, and I gradually feel that my temple is dying.
It is easy to draw with tears, but difficult to write with sadness.
May you forget and show the picture when you see it.
-Xue Yuan, send the photos outside.
Hui Chong Chunjiang Night Scene
Su Shi
There are three or two peach blossoms outside the bamboo.
Spring river plumbing duck prophet.
Artemisia selengensis has short buds all over the ground,
It is the time when the puffer fish wants to fuck.
Lin Liang painted the song of the double-horned eagle.
Li Mengyang (Ming)
For more than a hundred years, he painted birds, followed by Lv Ji.
The second son seems unwilling to work, so he sucks a pen and never moves a finger.
Lin Liang only writes birds in ink, but he is half-scanning.
Waterbirds and land birds are wonderful, and all the houses are moving.
The forest river in the empty valley is surging, and two eagles stand out from the crowd on the frost cliff.
The whole bone brushes the feathers, and the wall is born in six autumn.
An eagle's eyes are fixed, but two eyes don't know the autumn hair.
An eagle turned to think about it and gradually felt the wind rustling.
Although the horse is bleak, it is murderous.
Wearing horns, dense claws and iron fists is like tears.
The north wind blows sand, autumn grass and yellow grass, you have an arm to ride!
All the monsters and birds in the grass were killed, and Wan Li was bleeding in the clear sky.
I heard about Song Huizong, and I like this eagle, too.
Later, he lost his son of heaven and starved to death in the five kingdoms city.
As we all know, writing and drawing are the art of little people, and works are like a hollow reputation.
It is also the end of school hunting, and the outside world has an ancient experience.
Today, Wang gave a banquet and delivered a speech at the Royal Cultural Center.
The West Lake in the South China Sea is barren and hunters are poor.
Lv Ji Bai shou Jin fireside, go home at dusk without drinking.
Never wise or expensive, how dare you be smart?
Good, good, I don't want to withdraw money directly,
There is no way to make future generations good at painting and painting.
Other aspects, tea art, chess and so on.
Chess sound
Author: Huang Geng
Where does Xian Weng like to talk with his hands? I smell peeling and pecking among bamboo forests.
A jade spoon knocked the clouds to pieces, and several afternoon windows were dreams.
Wait, you have to know that your heart is far away and your ears can't put it down.
Rotten people go to clean up the mess. Silence admits the coldness of the pavilion stone.
Yoshioka fried tea
Time: Northern Song Dynasty
Author: Su Shi
Works: Yoshioka fried tea
Running water must be boiled with live fire, which is clear from the fishing stone. [ 1]
The big ladle keeps the moon and the spring urn, and the small ladle divides the river and the night bottle.
Snow milk has been turned over and fried, and the wind suddenly makes a diarrhea sound. [2]
It is not easy to ban three bowls when heartbroken, but it is longer to sit and listen to the lonely city. [3]