Poems about thoughts 1. Ancient poems describing thoughts

Chanting cicada

Tang Luobin Wang

Cicadas sing in the west, and guests think deeply in the south.

I can't bear the shadow of the dark temples, so I'll tell you something about the bald head.

His flight is heavy through the fog, his pure voice drowns in the windy world.

Who knows if he be singing still?, who listens any more to me??

Lyrics of lime

Ming Yuqian

Thousands of hammers cut deep mountains, and the fire burns like a fool.

Don't be afraid of broken bones and muddy bodies, leave innocence in the world.

Wang Anshi's Plum Blossoms

There are several plums in the corner, and Ling Han opens them alone.

Remote knowledge is not snow, only faint fragrance comes.

Zheng Xie's Bamboo Stone

Insist that the green hills are not relaxed, and the roots are originally in the broken rocks.

Thousands of blows are still strong, and the winds are east, west, north and south.

a kind of bamboo

Zheng Banqiao (Zheng Xie)

Section after section, thousands of branches save thousands of leaves.

I don't bloom, so I don't tease bees and butterflies.

The green bamboo is half-covered, and the new shoots are out of the wall.

The rain washes Juanjuan clean, and the wind blows fine fragrance.

Bai Juyi Yong Zhu

Don't cut it into a phoenix tube, don't cut it into a fishing rod.

After thousands of flowers and herbs wither, they stay in the snow.

Tang Yuan Zhen's Chrysanthemum

Autumn bushes are like Taoists, and they are increasingly inclined around the fence.

It's not that chrysanthemums are favored among flowers, and there are no flowers in bloom.

Tang hanyu

Lancao

The orchid is full of fragrance.

If you don't take it and admire it, you won't be hurt.

Today's spin is natural.

We travel everywhere, day by day and year by year.

Snow and frost trade, wheat is flourishing.

If the child doesn't hurt, I won't die.

There are luxuriant wild oats, and there are wild oats.

A gentleman's injury is a gentleman's defense.

2. Ancient poems about thoughts

Limestone Chant

Ming Yuqian

Only after tens of millions of hammer strokes can be extracted from the remote mountains, it takes the burning of the burning fire as a very common thing.

Don't be afraid of broken bones, leave innocence in the world.

(Stone) can only be mined from the mountain after many impacts. It regards fire burning as an ordinary thing, even if it is smashed to pieces, it is not afraid, and it is willing to leave its innocence in the world. The third sentence is "I'm not afraid of death." "Broken to pieces" vividly writes that limestone is burned into lime powder, and the word "muddy and not afraid" reminds us that there may be a spirit of not being afraid of sacrifice. As for the last sentence, "keep innocence in the world", it is the author's sincere feelings and determination to be a pure and innocent person.

Ancient poems about scientific thought

Xilinbi (Su Shi)

The original text of the poem is seen as a peak on the side of the ridge, and the distance is different. I can not recognize the true face of Lushan, because I am in Lushan.

Philosophy People will get different conclusions when they observe things from different standpoints and positions. Only when people get rid of the subjective and objective limitations, stay out of Lushan Mountain and have a far-sighted view can they really see the true face of Lushan Mountain. To understand the essence of things, we must observe them from all angles, both objectively and comprehensively.

Qin Poetry (Song Sushi)

If the original poem says that there is a piano sound on the piano, why not put it in the box? If the sound of the piano from hand, why do you not hear the voice?

The music with wonderful philosophy is an organic whole, and the whole is composed of several parts and elements that influence and restrict each other. In music and piano sound, the fingers, the piano, the player's thoughts and feelings, the playing skills and other parts and elements are interdependent and indispensable, and they are mutually influential and restrictive, and there is a close relationship. According to materialist dialectics, the fundamental content of universal connection is the connection between contradictory parties within things and between things. Therefore, what this song reveals is the contradictory relationship among the piano, the fingers and the sound of the piano. If the players are included, then the relationship between the players' thoughts, feelings and skills and the piano and fingers can be regarded as the relationship between the internal contradictions (internal causes) and the external contradictions (external causes) of things. The former is the basis of music production, while the latter is the condition of music production, both of which are indispensable.

Thoughts on reading books (Song Zhuxi)

As soon as the original half-acre square pond was opened, the sky and clouds lingered. Is it as clear as water? Because there is an inexhaustible source of constant flow of living water for it.

Philosophy takes the pond as a metaphor, which shows that the way to learn is to accumulate and absorb new nutrients. Everything is moving, changing and developing, and everything can maintain its existence only in movement. It is this uninterrupted movement, change and development that makes things exist in constant self-renewal. Once this movement stops, things cannot exist. If there is no constant renewal and accumulation of knowledge, one's knowledge will become a stagnant pool, lifeless and progressive. This is the way to study, and so is doing other things.

3. Ancient poems about thoughts

Thinking about the moonlight in front of Li Bai's bed in the quiet night, I suspect it is frost on the ground.

Look at the moon with your head up, and miss your hometown with your head down. Wang Wei of on the mountain holiday thinking of my brothers in shandong is a stranger in a foreign land, and he misses his relatives every festive season.

Think of the brothers body boarded up high, will also because of less than I have a regret. Fifteen nights looking at the moon, Wang Jian's atrium, Bai Shu roosting crow, Coody Leng silent wet osmanthus.

I don't know who Qiu Si will fall into tonight. Qiu Si, a native of Luoyang, saw the autumn wind, and he wanted a writer to write a book.

The letter was written, and worried that he had not finished writing what he wanted to say; When the messenger started, he opened the envelope and gave it to him. -Autumn wind attracts-Where does Liu Yuxi get autumn wind? Xiao Xiao sent the geese.

When the morning comes into the court tree, the lone guest smells it first. -Sauvignon Blanc takes a trip to Nalanxing Deshan, a trip to the water, and walks towards Yuguan, with a thousand lights at night.

As soon as the wind changes, the snow changes, and the dream of breaking the hometown fails, so there is no such sound in the garden. Tianjingsha Qiu Si withered vine old tree faint crow, small bridge flowing water family, ancient road west wind thin horse.

When the sun sets, heartbroken people are at the end of the world. It's only seven days since Xue Daoheng entered the spring, and it's been two years since I left home.

The days of returning home are behind the birds returning to the earth, but the idea of going home is there before the spring flowers are open. Rainy Tang Bai Juyi haze fog Kesashige, Jiangshan here deep.

The sound of the beach is more urgent in autumn, and the gorge is cloudy and cloudy. Looking at the clouds to cover your eyes, homesick for raindrops.

How will you comfort your solitude? Lai this north window piano. Cold food in the middle of the guest Tang Li's trip is cold food, homesick tears wipes.

The sound book is broken in the sky, and the peach and plum rain in the spring. There is no mood to drink, but there is a reason to sing.

How many people go out for an outing when they lose outside his suburbs. Qiu Si, Tang and Du Xunhe on the riverbank drove horses along the river, and their homesickness grew step by step.

Raise the whip and wave the willow color, and then lose the cicada sound. Autumn crops have a long road, and cold clouds are about the ancient city.

When the family is poor and rich, there is no land to return to farming. Seeing friends off the river and traveling south where Tang Zhangqiao accumulated homesickness, the world gathered in turbulence.

The shore is long and the group is late, and the lake is wide and sails in autumn. Buy wine over the fishing house, divide the lights and fish the boat.

When Xiaoxiang sees geese, he should travel alone. Homesickness as a Tang Bu-xie, a traveler in the north, has never returned the letter from Yunnan.

If you don't sweep the flowers in front of the court, you will climb the willows outside the door. If you sit for a long time and sell silver candles, you will lose your face.

Hanging on the autumn night, Wan Li shines on the mountain. In winter, the mountains are homesick, and the Tang, Zhou and Heye fields begin to be strict, and the sky is clear and the color is clear.

Trees are cold and birds are rare, and monks are rare in mountains. Collect the snow in the window on the back of the day and open the furnace to release the inkstone ice.

Suddenly I returned to my old country and wanted to live in Xiling. Yunmeng old city looks at the ruins of Tang Rongyu's old country in autumn, and he wants to visit the old city when he boarded.

Once a person changes, a thousand years of water flows in vain. Dream Zhu Hong Sheng night, Jingmen tree color autumn.

Clouds can't be scattered, and I look at my homesickness from afar. In addition to staying up all night, the cold lights of Tang Gaoshi Hotel stayed up alone, and the guest's heart turned sad.

My hometown is thinking thousands of miles tonight, and I am worried about another year in the Ming Dynasty. My hometown Xinghua Tang Sikong plans to send flowers and wine to celebrate the new opening, and left the flowers and right the cups.

If you want to ask a cuttlefish and a glass of wine, how can an old friend be different? Homesickness outside the river Tang Wei Zhuang is sad in a foreign land every spring, Du Qu Oriole can know. See the river bank gradually falling sun, as if the heart was torn into pieces of willow leaves.

Looking from afar, Yuan Zhen of Tang Dynasty is full of sad winter scenery and harmony, and there are many mangrove temples on one mountain. Zhong Xuan is infinitely homesick for tears, and Zhang Shui flows eastward like a jade wave.

And Sanxiang Poetry Tang Gaoqu North and South Qian Shan and Wanshan, Xuan Che who doesn't miss homesickness. If you stay alone, you will be sad, and you will be afraid of hurting your peaches and plums.

Homesickness Tang Xuetao Mount Emei is like oil, and pity for me is not a boat. When the sail leaves Jinpu, the sound of singing will flow in unison.

1 lifting myself to look, I found that it was moonlight, sinking back again, I thought suddenly of home 2 is a stranger in a foreign land. Every festive season, I miss my family more than 3 times, and the wind and fire continue in March. In one message from home is worth a ton of gold, 4 withered vines and old trees faint crows, small bridges and flowing water families, ancient roads and thin horses, 5 but I look toward home, and twilight grows dark, with a mist of grief on the river waves, 6 and the water has brought you a touch of home, to draw your boat three hundred miles, 7 wines turn into homesick tears, 8*** Watching the moon celebrate and cry, for hearts, in five places, all sick with one wish, 9 turbid wine, a glass of home, and Qiang Guan, a long frost all over the ground/kloc- Tell me what has happened there!.

Was the plum, when you passed my silken window, is the cold plum blooming? (Wang Wei's Miscellaneous Poems) 2. When a young man leaves home, the old man returns, and the local accent has not changed. Where do children come from when they meet strangers? "He Zhizhang's" Hometown Couplet Book ") 3. The book is broken outside the ridge, winter after winter, spring after spring.

The more I approached my hometown, the more timid I was, and I dared not inquire about the people who came from the house. Song Zhiwen's Crossing the Han River) 4. under blue mountains we wound our way, my boat and I, along green water.

Until the banks at low tide widened, with no wind stirring my lone sail. ...Night now yields to a sea of sun, and the old year melts in freshets.

At last I can send my messengers, wildgeese, homing to Loyang. (Wang Wan's a mooring under north fort hill) 5. People are only seven days old in spring and have been away from home for two years.

The days of returning home are behind the birds returning to the earth, but the idea of going home is there before the spring flowers are open. (Xue Daoheng's Homecoming) 6. so bright a gleam on the foot of my bed, could there have been a frost already?.

I raise my head to gaze at the moon, Lowering my head, my nostalgia comes around. (Li Bai's Thoughts on a Quiet Night) 7. The sound of flying in Yu Di is dark, and the spring breeze fills Los Angeles.

In this nocturne, everyone can't remember the national conditions. (Li Bai's "Smelling the flute in Los Angeles on a Spring Night") 8. It has been ten frosts in Bingzhou, and I am homesick for Xianyang day and night.

For no reason, I crossed the mulberry dry water, but I hope that Bing is my hometown. (Liu Zao's "Journey to the North") 9. a wanderer hears drums portending battle, a wild goose sounds in autumn.

Dew changes to frost since tonight, how much brighter the moonlight is at home! All the brothers were scattered, and no family could inquire about life and death.

Yet if missives in time of peace go wrong, what can I hope for during war?, but when it's sunny in beginning of spring, farmers don't have to plow their fields. There is rain in the vernal equinox and rice in the altar.

The sun is bright in Qingming, and cotton is not worth the price. Qingming Moon Garden, Gu Mi is worthless.

The moon is bright, and Gu Mi is Man Cang. There is no moon in Qingming, and Bangtian can't be planted.

Rain in Duanyang is a good year. There is rain in the Mid-Autumn Festival without Koharu.

It's windy and rainy in first frost, and the wheat harvest is remarkable. It rained in Da Chun on the 15th day of the first month.

It snowed lightly, and it will be dry in May next year. The finches call in June, and the mountains and mountains are not lacking.

Beginning of autumn has a rainy valley, but beginning of autumn has no rainy valley. It should be dark all around on New Year's Day, and heavy snow is a dry year.

But when it is sunny in beginning of spring, it will be easy for farmers to plow the fields. I was shocked to hear that Remy was like mud, and there was rain in the vernal equinox.

East wind in long summer is less painful. It is a good year to have rain in Duanyang, and it is a good year to hear thunder in the ear.

The summer solstice wind starts from the west and is boiled in the melon and vegetable garden. When it is hot in the dog days, there are many crops in the grain fields.

It snows and sunny on the first day, and it's sunny in winter on Chongyang. It should be dark all around on New Year's Day, and heavy snow is a dry year.

But when it is sunny in beginning of spring, it will be easy for farmers to plow the fields. I was shocked to hear that Remy was like mud, and there was rain in the vernal equinox.

East wind in long summer is less painful. It is a good year to have rain in Duanyang, and it is a good year to hear thunder in the ear.

The summer solstice wind starts from the west and is boiled in the melon and vegetable garden. When it is hot in the dog days, there are many crops in the grain fields.

It snows and sunny on the first day, and it's sunny in winter on Chongyang. There is a hook cloud in the sky, and it must rain on the ground.

It's going to rain when the sand is rolling. It's sunny on rainy days, but it's not sunny on the top.

If it rains for a long time, it will clear up for a long time, and if it clears up for a long time, it will rain for a long time. Thunder rumbles, rain is not fierce.

The salt pot is wet, and it will rain. Butterflies pour water, and then it will rain.

4. Poems about ideas and their authors

1. I didn't dare to forget worrying about my country-Song Luyou's Book of Illness.

2. Inch by inch of mountains and rivers and inch by inch of gold-Qing Huang Zunxian's "Give Ren Liang's parents the same year"

3. Died in the national disaster, and died suddenly-Three Kingdoms. Wei Cao Zhi's White Horse.

4. The body is dead, and the spirit is the spirit, and the soul is the ghost-the Warring States Period. Chu Qu Yuan's "National Mourning"

5. But make the Dragon City fly, and don't teach Huma to go to the Yinshan Mountain-Don Wang Changling's "Out of the fortress"

6. Businessmen don't know how to hate their country, but they still sing "backyard flowers" across the river-Don Tu Mu's "Bo Qinhuai"

7. I wish I could serve my country with this length. Why should I be born in Yumenguan-Tang Dai Shulun's "Two songs on the fortress"

8. My heart is a magnet, which does not mean that the South will not rest-Song Wen Tianxiang's "Yangtze River"

9. The mountains and rivers are broken and the wind is floating, and the life experience is ups and downs. The rain hits the ping-Song Wen Tianxiang's "Crossing the Zero Ding Yang"

10. The original intention of reading is Yuanyuan-Song Luyou's Reading.

1 1. I knew everything was empty when I died, but I was sad to see Kyushu. Julian Waghann set the Central Plains Day in the north, and don't forget to tell Naiweng about the family sacrifice-Song Luyou's "Showing the Son"

12. The adherents shed tears in the dust, looking south at Julian Waghann for another year-Song. Lu You's "Feeling of Dawn at the Fence Gate in Autumn Night"

13. Although Chu can resist Qin, is there an empty China-Song Lu You's A Trip to Jin Cuodao?

14. There is an oath deep in the sea, willing to make China Lu Chen-Song Zheng Sixiao's "Er Li"

15. Take a long breath to hide your tears and mourn the hardships of people's lives-Li Sao by Chu and Qu Yuan in the Warring States Period

16. White bones are exposed in the wild, and there is no crow in a thousand miles-Three Kingdoms. Cao Cao's "Hao Li Xing"

17. Who knows that every grain of food is hard-Don Li Shen's "Compassion for Farmers"

18. Worrying about Li Yuan in poor years and sighing about the heat in the intestines-Tang Du Fu's "From Beijing to Fengxian, chanting 500 words"

19. The wine and meat in Zhumen stink, and the bones on the road freeze to death-Tang Du Fu's "From Beijing to Fengxian to chant 500 words"

20. after the war-fires of three months, one message from home is worth a ton of gold-Tang Du Fu's "Spring Hope"

2 1. Cured sore eyes, but gouged out my heart-Tang, Nie Yizhong's "Yong Tian Jia"

22. There are tens of millions of spacious buildings, which greatly protect the world. All the poor people are happy, and the wind and rain are still as peaceful as a mountain-Tang Du Fu's "The Hut is Broken by the Autumn Wind"

23. Poor bones beside the Wuding River, still living in a dream-Tang Chentao's "West Gansu"

24. The moon shines on Kyushu, and several families are happy and several families are sad-Song Yang Wanli's Zhuzhici

25. But all sentient beings are full, and they don't hesitate to pay their respects to the sick minister-Song Li Gang's "Sick Cow"

26. I hope that all the people will be warm and take the trouble to get out of the mountains-Ming Yu Qian's ode to coal

27. Du Fu's Spring Hope: "though a country be sundered, hills and rivers endure, 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. The war has lasted for more than half a year, the letter from home is rare, and a hundred and thousands of gold. I stroke my white hair. It has grown too thin, to hold the hairpins any more. "

28. Li Qingzhao's "Summer quatrains": "Life is a hero, and death is also a ghost. I still miss Xiang Yu and refuse to cross Jiangdong. "

29. Fan Chengda's "State Bridge": "The north and south of the State Bridge are Tianjie, and the elders wait for the ride back year after year. In tears, he asked the messenger,' When will the Sixth Army really come?' "

30. Lin Sheng's "Title Lin 'an Mansion": "When will the singing and dancing in the West Lake stop?". The warm wind made the tourists drunk and made Hangzhou Bianzhou. "

3 1. Lu You's "Showing the Son": "When I died, I knew that everything was empty, but I was sad to see Kyushu. Julian Waghann set the Central Plains Day in the north, and the family sacrifice did not forget to tell Nai Weng. "

32. Lu You's "Feelings about Dawn at the Fence Gate in Autumn Night": "Three Wan Li River is crowded with people, and 5,000 people are still climbing skyscrapers. The tears of the adherents are all in the dust, and they look forward to Julian Waghann for another year. "

33. Wen Tianxiang's "Crossing the Zero Ocean": "Once hard work is met, there are few stars around. The mountains and rivers are broken and the wind is floating, and the life experience is ups and downs. Fear beachhead says fear, and there is a sigh in the ocean. Since ancient times, no one has died in life, leaving a heart to shine. "

34. Yu Qian's "Lime Songs": "Thousands of hammers cut out the deep mountains, and the fire burns if it is idle. I am not afraid of being smashed, and I want to stay innocent in the world. "

35. Gong Zizhen's "Ji Hai Miscellaneous Poems" (the fifth): "The mighty sorrow is slanting in the daytime, and the whip refers to the end of the world. Falling red is not a heartless thing, but turning into spring mud protects flowers more. "

36. Qu Yuan's "Li Sao" praised the emperor's drama and suddenly came to his old hometown. The servant is more sad than Ma Huaixi, but he can't take care of it!

5. Poetry about ideas

14. Wang Wei's on the mountain holiday thinking of my brothers in shandong:

A lonely stranger in a strange land I am cast, I miss my family all the more on every festive day. Think of the brothers body boarded up high, will also because of less than I have a regret.

15. Li Bai's Silent Night Thinking:

So bright a gleam on the foot of my bed. Could there have been a frost already? I raise my head to gaze at the moon, Lowering my head, my nostalgia comes around.

16. Li Bai's "Gulangyue":

Hours do not know the sky bright moon, it is called the white jade disk. Suspect it is the Yao Platform, flying in the sky above the sky. Immortals hang their feet, Yushu and Tuantuan. The white rabbit smashed the medicine and asked who to eat with.

17. Li Bai's Wang Lushan Waterfall:

Purple haze was lit by the sun's rays, and the waterfall was seen hanging in front of the mountain. The high bluff on the high cliffs, as if there were a few thousands of feet, people trance thought that the galaxy from heaven to fall into the world.

18. Li Bai's Gift to Wang Lun:

Li Bai sat in the boat just to leave, suddenly heard the shore to say farewell song. Even if the peach blossom pond is so deep, it is not as deep as wanglun to see off my love.

19. Li Bai's Yellow Crane Tower a farewell to meng haoran on his way to yangzhou:

Old friends waved to me frequently, farewell to the yellow crane tower, in this Catkin smoke, flowers in the beautiful spring to Yangzhou travel. The lonely sail is far from the blue sky, but I can see the Yangtze River flowing in the sky.

6. Ancient poems about ideas

"Under the Full Moon" is full of moonlight, but no one cleans it. Then fold a lotus leaf from Zhang Kuo, wrap it in moonlight and put it in a Tang poem.

Flat, like pressed acacia ... Moonlight has the fragrance of lotus leaves. "Homesickness" Yu Guangzhong's homesickness was a small stamp when he was a child. I was here when my mother grew up there. Homesickness was a narrow ticket. I was here when the bride was there. Homesickness was a short grave. I was outside when my mother was in it. Now my homesickness is a shallow strait. I am here on the mainland and homesick at that end. The song of Xi Murong's hometown is a Qingyuan flute, which always rings on a moonlit night.

The face of my hometown is a vague disappointment, like a wave of farewell in the fog. After parting, homesickness is a tree without rings and will never grow old.

The heavy dream of the rice fragrance season hangs in the vast fields, and the fragrant breeze blows away the infatuated heart dream of the farmer. It's not touching. The colorful golden waves are swinging in the arms of the water town. People are just like sucking a thousand cups of fine wine. It's here when Woye is fragrant for thousands of miles. Wangxiangtai boarded Wangxiangtai, stepped at the foot of many mountains, looked at the sky, and sent a touch of Yun Feng to the countryside. There is no Lin Taoshan Road around, which is curved and narrow. Only the hometown road leads directly to Wangxiangtai, seeing the hometown mountains and water, seeing the hometown willow and locust, and the pine tree in front of my home, just like my grandmother leaving home. Thousands of miles away, I have been homesick for years, and I always come to Wangxiangtai every year 1 Thinking of my hometown, I miss my hometown namelessly. Hometown is an old wine brewed by wanderers with millet. The longer it is put aside, the more mellow it will taste.

When I think of my hometown, I miss it quietly. Hometown is a delicious food with good color, flavor and taste, which tempts travelers from afar to taste it.

When I think of my hometown, I miss it silently. Hometown is a fragment of a wanderer's childhood memory. The more you manage it, the more you can't manage it, and the more you can't splice a complete picture.

When I think of my hometown, I miss it in my heart. The longer I miss my hometown, the deeper my experience of my hometown and the greater my soul's touch.

Hometown, how do wanderers miss their hometown? Missing my hometown is actually missing my childhood partner, the old house and the land. However, what the wanderer misses most is the old parents.

Hometown, miss hometown, miss hometown without reason. Whenever facing the bright moon, I miss my hometown like a tide, just like a flood.

Hometown, homesickness, there is no need for any excuse. Wanderers miss their hometown all the time.

> 2 Mid-autumn moon, bright night, thousands of miles to send acacia, a bright moon hanging high reminds me of infinite leisure in my heart, and the gesture of looking around is more pious than that of a pilgrim. Looking far away, the same full moon over the northern country, hoping to shine on the glow of my hometown, can you bring back my warm and moist tears, wash my face, and the call in my ears suddenly rises under the laurel, according to the kind face of my mother, and what falls in the flowers is my father standing in the sunset and the thin figure of autumn rain. Leaning tender feelings, the wandering duckweed will fly out as far as the sky is concerned, and the footprint of wandering will extend as far as the blood of family ties. How wide the land is, it will seep at most, and it will be deeply burdened with this heavy debt. When will it be possible to be filial to the moon, cut a slender reflection on the knee, and shatter the moonlight, and the flying eagle passing by the hometown snowfield was once a dream. Looking back, is the fruit of first love still hanging on the memory laurel tree, emitting fragrance? On this moonlit night, the bleak autumn wind makes a floating heart more and more cold. In the autumn moon, the drizzle flies all night, and the rising tide in the chest breaks through the missing river embankment and floods. The mountains of the hometown are so green, the water of the hometown is so green, the clouds of the hometown are so light, and the people of the hometown are so homesick. Day after day, I hope that people will be reunited with the mountains, rivers and clouds for a long time. The song of homesickness in Xi Murong's hometown is a flute in Qingyuan, which always rings on a moonlit night. The face of my hometown is a vague disappointment, like a wave of farewell in the fog.

After parting, homesickness is a tree without rings and will never grow old.

7. Poems describing thoughts

Friends, if Luoyang friends ask me to come; Just say that I still bing Xin Okho, adhere to faith! -Wang Changling's at hibiscus inn parting with xin jian

Dew changes to frost since tonight, how much brighter the moonlight is at home! -Du Fu's remembering my brothers on a moonlight night

Still it was the moon and the border gates in the Qin and Han dynasties, and the enemy fought a long battle against the enemy. -Wang Changling's "Two Embankments"

The war has lasted for more than half a year, the letter from home is rare, and a hundred and thousands of gold. -Du Fu's "Spring Hope"

Just hope that your mind like my thoughts, will certainly not live up to this mutual miss. -Li Zhiyi's "Bu Operator, I Live at the Head of the Yangtze River"

When a young man leaves home, the old man returns, and the local accent has not changed. -He Zhizhang's "Two Hometown Couplets, Part One"

My affection for books is like a friend for many years, and it is always accompanied by sorrow or joy in the morning or evening. -Yu Qian's "Reading Books"

Care for no acquaintance, Long song Huai Cai Wei. -Wang Ji's Wild Hope

When the time is not declining, do not return home, back home must be sad to the pole. -Wei Zhuang's "Bodhisattva Man, Everyone Says Jiangnan is Good"

Long and spacious, I am eager for my hometown. -Zhang Jiuling's "Xijiang Night Walk"

Infinite beautiful mountains and rivers fall, tears, who dare say the heaven is wide and wide. Already know the way of the other springs, think of a farewell to hometown really heart trouble. -Xia Wanchun's "Other Clouds"

I do not know where to blow the desolate reed pipe, a night of looking at home. -Li Yi's on hearing a flute at night from the wall of shouxiang

In the morning, I started to levy priests, and I was sad for my hometown. -Wen Tingyun's "Early Travel in Shangshan"

Sleeping-Dragon, Plunging-Horse, are no generals nowthey are dust, hush for a moment, O tumult of the world.. -Du Fu's "Pavilion Night"

Only in front of the mirror lake, the spring breeze does not change the old waves. -He Zhizhang's "Two Hometown Couplets"

This spring is about to pass, and what month and month is the date of my homecoming? -Du Fu's "Two Poems"

My hometown is thinking thousands of miles tonight, and it's another year in the Ming Dynasty. -Gao Shi's "Night Work"

8. Who has a poem about thought?

The crescent moon, like the bow, had not yet reached half a circle, but it was clearly hung in the sky. -Miao's son "Fu Crescent Moon"

Poor September third night, dew like a pearl moon like a bow. -Bai Juyi's "Mujiang Yin"

The cool moon hangs like an eyebrow in Liuwan. The more you look in the mirror. -Dai Shulun's "Lanxi Acura"

Birds stay in the trees by the pool, and monks push the moon down the door. -Jia Dao's "Li Ning's Seclusion"

Fishing came back, but did not bother to tie the rope, any fishing boats floating in the wind; At this time the waning moon is already in the west, just sleeping soundly. -Sikong Shu's "Jiangcun is the thing"

The deeper moonlight is half a family, and the Beidou is dry and the south is slanting. -"Moonlit Night" Liu Fangping

The full moon flies in the mirror and returns to the heart to fold the sword. -"jathyapple on August 15th" (Tang Du Fu)

Frost god Qingnv and the moon in the moon are not afraid of the cold, in the cold cream of the Kangetsu bucket, more than a beautiful and pure beauty. -"Frost Moon" (Li Shangyin)

Seeing the moon in the dust is also idle, and the situation is between the fairy houses in the clear autumn. -"Playing the Moon in Taoyuan on the 15th of August" (Tang Liu Yuxi)

I can't see enough good mountains and water, and the horseshoe urges me to return while the moon is bright. -Yue Fei's Chizhou Cuiwei Pavilion

A round of moon rises from the Qilian mountains, through the vast sea of clouds. -Li Bai's Guan Shanyue

In Chang' an city a moonlight, thousands of households are in Daoyi. -Midnight Wu Ge (3) Qiu Ge

The general just got into the white jade saddle of BMW to battle, the battle after the end of the battlefield only bleak moonlight. -Li Bai's "Military Travel"

Early in the morning get up early to eradicate the weeds, the night falls on the moonlight carry hoe to return. -Tao Qian's "Returning to the Pastoral Residence"

9. Famous sayings or poems about ideas

Yellow sand wears golden armor in hundreds of battles, and it will not be returned until it breaks Loulan. (Tang? Wang Changling's "Joining the Army")

If the attack on the dragon city of Wei Qing and flying general Li guang are alive today, the Huns will not be allowed to go south to spend their horses in Yinshan. (Wang Changling's "Out of the Plug")

Drunk lying on the battlefield, you don't laugh, and you have been fighting for several times in ancient times. (Tang? William Wang's Liangzhou Ci)

Worry about the world first, and enjoy it later. -Fan Zhongyan's "Yueyang Tower"

Only the battlefield for the country's death, why they died with their boots on. (Qing? Xu Xilin's "Out of the Plug")

Give one's life to the national disaster, and suddenly feel like death. -Cao Zhi's "White Horse"

Don't be idle, it's white and sad! Man Jianghong (Yue Fei) has never died in life since ancient times, and he has left his heart to shine.

Guo Ling Ding Yang (Wen Tianxiang)

Therefore, when the great song jun team regained the central plains of the day when the arrival of the day, you hold a the home fete ceremony, don't forget to tell me the good news! -Lu You's "Show Your Son"

Alive, be man of men; dead, be soul of souls. (Song? Li Qingzhao's Wujiang River)