Wang Mei Anshi
There are some plums in the corner, and cold ling opens them alone.
I knew from a distance that it wasn't snow, because there was a smell coming.
2. Singing Song Poems
Song Song Xie Zicai
Spring festival is unparalleled, who wants to mix dust?
Sometimes thunderstorms lift the heavens and the earth, and it is suspected that the black dragon is alone.
3, chanting bamboo poems
Zhu Zheng Banqiao (Zhengxie)
Section after section, thousands of branches and leaves.
I don't blossom, so I don't tease bees and butterflies.
4. Chrysanthemum Poetry
Tao Jin Yuanming, the master of Heguo.
Fragrant chrysanthemums are in full bloom in Lin Yao, pine trees and Guanyan line.
With this beautiful appearance, it is outstanding for first frost.
2. Poems about An Xia This is a poem in the pastoral poem "Four Seasons Pastoral Miscellaneous" by Fan Chengda, a poet in the Song Dynasty, which reads, "Till the fields in the daytime, you will be numb at night, and the children in the village will take care of each other. Children and grandchildren are not prepared to farm and weave, but also learn to grow melons in mulberry shade. "
First of all, the full text notes:
Cutting grass in the field during the day and rubbing hemp into thread under the lamp when I come back at night; Young men and women in the village are taking responsibility for their families. Children still don't know how to plow and weave, but they also learn to grow melons and play like adults in the shade of mulberry trees.
Second, note:
1 day: daytime. Yún field: clear weeds in the field. Meridian: Twist hemp into thin rope.
Here generally refers to spinning and weaving and so on.
② Children: refer to men and women, refer to all people who take part in labor. Responsible for each other: Everyone promises to start their own business.
Some production tasks of the court.
3 children and grandchildren: young grandchildren. Unresolved: I don't understand. Engage in, participate in.
Next to: near, next to.
Third, analysis:
This poem describes the life scene of rural people's intense labor in early summer. The main idea of this poem is: people in the daytime
The children are busy weeding in the fields, and then they are busy spinning and weaving at night when they get home. Men, women and children in rural areas
Less, everyone takes on a certain job in the family. Although young children still don't know how to plow and weave.
Work, but also learn to grow vegetables and melons in the shade of mulberry trees like adults.
Poets are good at writing from the side, highlighting rural men, women and children through the description of children and grandchildren learning to grow melons.
Everyone loves the theme of labor and is full of peasant life.
3. A poem about Zhu, "Ji Ya Cai Mei Xin Xi Ya Ju Four Outlooks": "The knowledge is bright, and the four kings of Mei, Zhu, Lan and Ju are the only ones, but with their elegance and elegance, they can clear people's intestines and clarify their bones."
Chinese plum
Ice is the bone and snow is the soul.
Heaven is immortal and stands out from the crowd.
I am crazy. I am cold and fragrant in winter.
One night, the spring breeze was bright and seamless.
Chinese plum
When is a piece of ice and snow red?
Bright and sparse can also look down on the sky.
Leng Xiang drifted into the distance.
The fairy in the flower lives up to its reputation.
Chinese plum
In winter, the cold will definitely penetrate Nanliang.
Su Jie is red and strong all over.
The world gave me three praises.
I give the world a stick of incense.
Chinese plum
Ice is the bone and snow is the soul.
Heaven is immortal and stands out from the crowd.
I am crazy. I am cold and fragrant in winter.
One night, the spring breeze was bright and seamless.
chrysanthemum
Don't argue with many English people about what is needed.
Charming and refined.
Frost-soaked wind dyed poetic rhyme
Who is the best in the world?
chrysanthemum
Qing Wen Hui's several ointment deliveries.
Who can you be beautiful for?
The true gentleman in Tao Gong's works
Call the autumn wind to accompany you
orchid
Ben is in a smoky valley.
I wonder when the earth will come.
Who does everyone love most?
Several common inking meters
orchid
Living alone in the mountains, laughing at the ups and downs.
Only the fragrance came across the ridge.
Elegant, does not change color.
Only for this gentleman.
A kind of bamboo
The world is lush and unstoppable.
There is a difference between noise and rain.
A place where literati and poets write.
Only Zhu Jun is the most restrained.
A kind of bamboo
Be green and fresh.
Behind the ridge, in front of the stream is a shadow.
Mo Dao Gao Jie has no rhyme.
The father who sells wine has a gentleman.
Qinyuan chunmei
Cang Ai Yu Yu Xue Wang Yinfeng Duan Gao Ling
Smile a little red rhyme.
Sweet soul, likes to complain about erotic shadows and hide feelings.
Pride, surprise, anger and charm have long been blowing in the wind.
Easy to step on the clouds
Look back at the moonlight, like water, and the new taste is surging.
The world is like wormwood, and you can choose from all kinds of customs.
Sigh that peonies are only rich.
Rhododendron roses are too enchanting.
Deep valleys, clouds, haze, orchids, grass, green, soft, too delicate.
Feed jade, winter decorates spring with soul, and the warmth disappears.
Picking chrysanthemums under the east fence, you can see Nanshan leisurely. -Tao Yuanming's fifth day of drinking.
Please come here to see chrysanthemums when the ninth festival comes. -Meng Haoran's Passing Old People's Village
The chrysanthemum near the fence has not been seen in autumn. -Jiao Ran is not looking for Lu Hongxian at home.
It's not that chrysanthemums are favored among flowers, but that this flower is even more flowerless. -Yuan Zhen's Chrysanthemum
The threshold chrysanthemum worries about smoke and tears. -Yan Shu's "Butterfly Lovers, Sills, Chrysanthemums, Sorrow, Smoke, Blue Tears and Dewdrops"
Cong Ju shed tears the other day. She was alone in the boat. -Du Fu's "Eight Poems of Autumn Prosperity"
4. Poems on catalpa trees, Liu and Zhang Zhi.
Jasper dressed up as a tree,
Ten thousand green silk tapestries hang down.
I don't know who cut off the thin leaves,
The spring breeze in February is like scissors.
Maoliu
Tang Bai Juyi
A green tree is sad, it has been separated from hatred by several people.
Send more farewells near the Doumen, and fold the strip in half to reduce the spring breeze.
Chang 'an Liu Xin
Don
At the beginning of nine strange clouds, yellow willows are new. The sky is different from the garden, and spring comes first.
The color is light and slightly dew, and the silk is light but not dusty. I want to break one and go back to this morning.
Look at the new willow in Linchuan
Sugar crisp rice
I haven't seen Jiangtou for three or four days, and Liu Laojin is near the bridge.
The south bank of the bank crosses the north, and it is filled with rain and smoke.
The place where my hometown leads my dreams is twice as prosperous and declining as other countries.
The grass in Tingzhou is all the same color, and everyone knows how to kill it.
willow
Sugar crisp rice
When the wind slows down, when the smoke blows water. If you annoy the general, you will be tied to a short branch.
Zhang Lang's bones are soft and thin, and her waist is light and hungry. My hometown has not returned, and my heart hurts.
Tiliu
Tang dihuan
The south is far from the north, and the shadow dances here. Emerald color can't be folded, leave more feelings.
Caged on the shore after the rain, smoke on the Suihe River. It has its own good name, followed by Qin Song.
Liu Xin
Dondum
The wind can't shake, the color is new, and the waist is envious.
The shade didn't cover the long dike water, and the golden spike greeted Yuan Chun first.
A few sad roads, a branch, the rain sees the dust.
More is the departure outside the east gate, fearing to kill the opposite person.
Liu jueju
Dondum
A group of trees are newly opened, and they are fascinated by the amorous feelings of spring.
Fan Chuan, the old country hates her, half built the village bridge and half blew the stream.
willow
Tangfanggan
The swaying posture makes the wind blow, and the embankment is softer than silk. You'll know when you're strong, but it's hard to persist when you're weak.
Learn to dance branches and turn sleeves to make up Ye Mei. How to climb, bosom friend and poetry.
willow
Tang hanhe
A cage of golden thread bends the bridge, and several children hurt their backs.
But the spirit and standard are there, and spring is still long.
willow
Don
The green belt in willow songs moved away from the Golden Temple and planted in Lv Yun.
Shang Yang's maid-in-waiting made a noise and then came back to dance with her waist.
willow
Tang Han Gai
The snow is all green and hazy, the warm wind is late, and the early warbler returns.
If you leave spring with thin leaves, you must tie the long strips to shine.
Pengze is still depressed, and the Sui embankment is ownerless and reluctant.
In the world, people hate this, but pedestrians give it away.
willow
Tang hanhe
The wind and rain are not self-sustaining, and the whole body is unable to hang down to people.
Jade fiber is folded, like the hand of Guanyin.
willow
Tangliqiao
Liu Yang is full of gloom, and the golden land is always green. Flowers are like snow in front of the courtyard, and leaves are like clouds between the buildings.
The column is divided into Dragon Shadow and Fangchi writes Phoenix. How to play the flute? It's like thinking about you.
5. Poems about Jiaofang Temple: Gui Dian Lu Cen is opposite to Lou Yu, and Jiao Fang is connected with Jinwu.
-"Imperial Capital"
Several of them are relatives of the imperial concubine and two wives of Guo and Qin.
-"Second, Tao" Du Fu
Fortunately, I live in the pool head tonight, and the row is warmer than the Chili house.
-"Gong Ci" (forty-one poems by Wang Jue, a son of Liyuan) Mrs. Hua Rui
Pepper House and Gold House are spoiled by the new trend, arrogant and not free.
-"Tanabata Dew" Shen Quanqi
The prince abandons milk, and the pepper room has a strong soul. Give China back and drive the enemy to the north. The string is controlled by 200 thousand, and the long arm is like an ape
-Li Shangyin's "A Hundred Rhymes in the Western Suburb"
Princess Ming has the most graceful demeanor, and should have four stars in the Chili room. In those days, I had to prepare for the palace, and I never waited on the screen at night.
-"Qin Qu Ge Fu". Bai Juyi in Zhao Jun's complaint
No matter what happened in the past, I care about the mercy of my Lord, and I would like to leave Nagato alone.
At present, however, the king has to take care of him and go back to the pepper room to wipe his tears.
-"Yi Zuo Gong Yu" Liu Gongquan.
6. What are the festival poems about the Spring Festival?
The first day of the lunar month
Wang Anshi
Except for the one-year-old in firecrackers,
The spring breeze brought warmth to Tusu,
Thousands of families are dying,
Always trade new peaches for old ones.
About Qingming:
Qingming Festival
(Tang) Du Mu
A drizzling rain falls like tears on the Mourning Day; The mourner's heart is going to break on his way.
Ask local people where to buy wine? The shepherd boy just laughed and didn't answer Xingshan Village.
About the Dragon Boat Festival:
Dragon Boat Festival
Tang Wenxiu
The festival is divided into Dragon Boat Festival, which is said to be Qu Yuan.
I can laugh at the emptiness of the Chu River, but I can't wash it straight.
About Mid-Autumn Festival:
August 15th, jathyapple.
Don 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.
About Chongyang:
Tang) Wang Wei: I miss my Shandong brothers on vacation in the mountains.
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.
7. Poems about Qingming Fruits Qingming (Tang Dynasty) During the Qingming Festival, Du Mu rained a lot, and pedestrians on the road wanted to break their souls.
Ask local people where to buy wine? The shepherd boy just laughed and didn't answer Xingshan Village. "Cold Food" (Tang) Han Yichun City is full of flowers, and the cold food records the east wind and willows.
As night fell, the palace was busy lighting candles, and smoke drifted to the house of the prince and the marquis. On the Qingming night, Bai Juyi in the Tang Dynasty was surging, and on the Qingming night, the red porch with blue bricks stabbed historians.
Walking alone in a roundabout song, I can't hear the sound of flowers. On Qingming Day, Deng Rui's second son was sent back to his hometown. Dai Shulun's bell and drum left that day, and the rickshaw driver urged the evening dress.
The kitchen has become a new fire, and the willows are dark and frosted. Look at China through the mirror and talk about your hometown with a cup.
Every time I feel my child's tears, I will touch my clothes today. Looking at the city after Qingming Festival —— After Qingming Festival in Liu Changqing, Tang Dynasty, Yunshan was in sight.
Flowers bloom like the old days, and new smoke comes from thousands of wells. There is no clearing in the grass, and the river flows to the sky.
Where is Chang 'an? Point to the sunset. Jiang Huaiyou, Luo Tang and Tian Su, traveled in the Qingming period, so I have to prepare for the handover.
In 2008, I was isolated from my grave, and I was very sad all day. Seagulls seem to be able to keep up with physics, while apricot flowers are suspicious and accompanied by people's worries.
Widows and young children should eat cold food and look at Jiangling with tears. Cold food-Tang Mengyun Qing Jiangnan in February is full of flowers, and cold food in other places is far from sad.
Poor people often don't have fireworks, not only in the Ming Dynasty. Qingming is one thing-in Tang Meng's "Qi of Awesome", Qingming is emphasized, and people's hearts are full of worries.
The carriage creaked on the road, and the outskirts of Liucheng were lush. Flowers bloom, grass grows and birds fly in pairs.
Sitting in the empty lobby, reminiscing about the past, drinking tea instead of drinking. Qingming-Qingming in the late spring of the Tang Dynasty, Sun looked at the mountains in the north.
Flirting fires a new flame, and tung flowers grow old branches. Shen Ming was ashamed of the past and kept the banquet secret from his friends.
Not as good as a bird in the forest, moving Joe and feathers. On that day in Tomb-Sweeping Day, I remembered my brother, Tang Wei Wu Ying's cold food recipe, which was sickly and relaxed.
Finally, I miss the county seat, and fireworks filled Qingchuan. Apricot porridge is still delicious, and elm soup has been slightly fried.
I just hate being a good girl, kissing my face and spending this glorious year. Fleas in Qingming Village of Chang 'an are rainy days that hurt spring dreams, but they are even more sandy.
At the beginning, the official gave me a clear fire, and I was given a free share of the money. The purple stranger is screaming and screaming, and the green poplar is drawing a swing.
Tourists think of the peace incident and feel glad that the scenery is as good as before. Describing Tomb-Sweeping Day's third poem "Cold Food on the Road" (Tang Dynasty), Song immediately met cold food, and it was on the road in late spring.
Poor Jiang, I can't see Luo Qiao people. The Arctic cherishes the sage, and Nanwa is the vassal.
In the old garden, wicker is new day and night. "The door is a thing" (Tang) Zhang Fuzhao loves boats, and the spring grass is green and boundless; Try going to the Wumen Gate to see the county Guo, there is new smoke in Qingming.
"Qingming" (Song) Wang Yuqiao lived a Qingming without flowers and wine, and his interest was as bleak as a wild monk. Yesterday, I discussed new kindling from my neighbor's house, and early in Tomb-Sweeping Day, I lit in front of the window and sat down to study.
On the Tomb of Cold Food (Song) What is the father of Yang Wanli! Can this bridge be out of danger? The maple leaves in the distant mountains are pale outside, and the broken houses are beside the lonely wheat. The spring breeze is coming again, and all the new buildings are gone.
Pear blossoms are cold food, and it is only when you enter the festival that you are worried. "Things are in the suburbs" (Song) Cheng Yi grass green fields wantonly, spring into the surrounding mountains and rivers; Zhu Xing Luan Hong wears Liuxiang, but sits in the imperial city because of flowing water; Don't bid farewell to wine, lest the wind turn red; Besides, it's Tomb-Sweeping Day today, and it's met with fine weather. It's very suitable for sightseeing, but you can't leave.
The fourth poem describing Tomb-Sweeping Day is Qingming-Song Huang Tingjian Tomb-Sweeping Day Laughing at Tao Li Noda's Wasteland and Sorrow. Thunder stung dragons and snakes, and the original vegetation in the suburbs was soft after the rain.
People beg to sacrifice my arrogant concubine, but people are willing to burn to death. A clever fool has known who it is for thousands of years, and his eyes are full of chrysanthemum.
Qingming-Song Wang Yu lived a Qingming without flowers and wine, and his taste was as bleak as a wild monk. Yesterday, I discussed new kindling from my neighbor's house, and early in Tomb-Sweeping Day, I lit in front of the window and sat down to study.
"Send Chen Xiucai back to the Tomb of Shashang Province" (Ming) Gao Qi's face was covered with blood and tears, and he was sad to go home after the chaos. In the storm, pear flower falls died, and the Cold Food Festival passed. In Tomb-Sweeping Day, several families will visit graves and be worshipped by future generations. .
8. I want to send a love letter about Yang Xu's poems.
Dynasty.
Why send out fish books?
The oil wall truck is gone.
Pear flower garden melts the moon, like a cloud of Wushan, I don't know where to go, and the water is far and wide.
translate
The beautiful car in which she was riding never appeared again. The catkin pond was breezy, so she had to spend her lonely time drinking.
I was drunk for a few days, but there was no trace of Xiayun: Yan Shu.
Original: Song Dynasty
Author, during the bleak smoking ban, the fireworks at the Cold Food Festival did not create a bleak atmosphere, but aggravated my sadness. Where can I send pear flowers to the yard of the bright moon, and the pond with catkins in the wind evokes endless memories?