Who gave me the ancient poems? Any capital will do! More interesting! Quick, quick, quick.

Cao Cao

On the east coast, climb Jieshi Mountain to see the vast sea.

The sea is so vast that the islands stand high on the sea.

Trees and paraquat are very lush. Autumn wind makes trees make sad sounds, and the sea is surging.

The movement of the sun and the moon seems to come from the vast ocean.

A trip to the sun and the moon, if unexpected;

Han is a talented star, if you take him by surprise.

Fortunately, even! Sing with ambition.

Climb the high Jieshi Mountain and overlook the vast sea. How surging the water waves are, and the mountain island stands high in the water. There are many trees on the mountain island, and all kinds of exotic flowers and herbs are flourishing. The bleak autumn wind blows on the water, and there are waves in the water. The majestic sun and the bright moon seem to rise on the sea. The brilliant galaxy seems to come from the sea. I am so happy that I use this poem to express my wishes and ambitions.

A berth at the foot of Gubei Mountain.

Wangwan

Under the blue mountain, my boat and I meandered along the green water.

Until the river bank widens at low tide, and no wind blows my lonely sail.

... night gives way to the ocean of the sun, and the old year melts in freshness.

I can finally send my messenger, the wild goose, back to Luoyang.

The road that tourists must take extends from Qingqing Beigushan to the distance. Blue waves rippled on the river, and I just drove the boat forward. The tide rises, flush with the coast, and the river becomes open and boundless. The wind blows gently, and the wind is not biased. A white sail seems to be hanging on the high river. The red sun was born in the East China Sea, breaking through the night and driving away the darkness of the earth. The river is filled with warm breath, and spring has entered the old year early. How much I miss my dear hometown. The letter has been written. How can I send it home? The geese have crossed the clear sky, please take a letter to Luoyang.

Spring outing in Qiantang Lake

Bai Juyi

From the north side of Gushan Temple to the west side of Jiating, the lake is just level with the embankment, with low clouds and waves on the lake.

Several early orioles raced to the sunny tree, and their new swallows were carrying mud in their nests.

Colorful spring flowers will gradually fascinate people's eyes, and shallow spring grass can barely cover the horseshoe.

I love the beauty on the east bank of the West Lake, and I can't get enough of it, especially the white sand embankment under the green poplar.

From the north of Gushan Temple to Jiating West, the spring water on the lake just overlaps with the dike and white clouds and is connected with the waves on the lake.

Several early orioles scrambled to fly to the sunny tree, and the new swallows were nesting with spring mud in their mouths.

Countless colorful spring flowers gradually fascinated people's eyes, and the shallow spring grass just covered the horseshoe.

I like the beautiful scenery in the east of the West Lake best. I haven't visited it enough, especially the white sand embankment under the green shade.

Huanxisha (Su Shi)

Rustling clothes towel falling jujube flowers, village south village north ring car, cattle clothes ancient willow selling cucumbers.

The road was full of wine, but he was sleepy. Sun was thirsty for tea and knocked at the door to ask the savage.

Towels rustle in the wind, and jujube flowers fall with the wind. At the north and south ends of the village, spinning wheels rang and farmers in plain clothes were selling cucumbers.

It's a long way and I'm drunk, but I just want to take a nap. The sun is shining, but I'm thirsty. So I tentatively knocked on a villager's door and asked if I could pour him a bowl of tea.

Yellow Crane Tower

Cui Hao

A long time ago, a yellow crane carried a saint to heaven.

Now only the Yellow Crane Tower is left.

The yellow crane never returned to the earth,

Baiyun will always fly without him.

Every tree in Hanyang becomes clear in the water.

Parrot Island is a nest of sweet grass.

But I looked home, and the twilight was getting thicker.

The river is shrouded in mist, which brings people deep melancholy.

The legendary fairy had already gone to Bai Yunfei, leaving only the empty Yellow Crane Tower in this place. Flying to the yellow crane never revisited earth, only the long white clouds remain empty for thousands of years. I can remember the green trees in Qingchuan Pavilion in Hanyang, but I don't know that my hometown is at dusk. Facing the foggy river, it is worrying!

Wang yue

Du Fu

What a magnificent scenery Mount Tai is! Out of Qilu, green peaks can still be seen.

The magical nature brings together thousands of beautiful mountains in the south and the separation between morning and dusk in the north.

Caiyun lave? My mind is free and easy, and birds fly around in front of my nervous eyes ..

Try to climb to the top of the mountain: it dwarfs all the peaks under our feet.

What is the face of Mount Tai? Qilu can see green mountains and peaks. Nature concentrates magic and beauty on Mount Tai, and the north and south slopes are dark and bright, which is completely different. The clouds in the middle of the mountain are exciting, and the eyes are wide open to the returning birds. You have to climb to the top of Mount Tai to see its dwarfness.

Huanxisha (Yan Shu)

A new song and a glass of wine, the weather was old last year. When will the sunset come back?

There is nothing to do, flowers bloom and fall, and it seems familiar that Yan returns. Wandering alone in the small garden, fragrant path.

Listen to a song composed of new words and drink a glass of wine. The weather and the old pavilion still exist at this time last year. But the sun is setting in front of me, and I don't know when I will come back.

Helpless, the spring flowers wither. The swallow I saw last year has now flown back to its nest. Wandering gloomily on the path full of fallen flowers in the small garden.

1 1 April 4th is a stormy day.

Lu you

I lay sprawled in my lonely country, not feeling sad about my situation, but thinking about defending the frontier of the country.

The night will be over, I lie in bed listening to the sound of wind and rain, in a daze in my dream, riding an armored horse across the frozen river to the northern battlefield.

I lay flat in the lonely and desolate country, not feeling sad, but thinking about defending the country. Late at night, I was lying in bed, hearing the sound of wind and rain, and dreamt in a daze that I was riding an armored horse, crossing the frozen river and heading for the northern battlefield.

spring scenery

Du Fu

Although a country is divided, mountains and rivers still exist.

Trees and grass turn green again in spring.

Petals shed like tears,

Lonely birds sang their sorrows.

After three months of fighting,

Letters from home are priceless.

I stroke my white hair. It became too thin,

I can't hold the hairpin anymore.

Chang 'an fell into the country, but only the mountains and rivers remained. Spring has come, the city is empty, sparsely populated and the vegetation is dense and deep. Sentimental state affairs face flowers, it is difficult to suppress tears, and the separation of four parents is thrilling and more hateful. Since the beginning of spring, wars have been frequent and spread in March. Where is your home? There is little news from the country, and a letter is worth thousands of dollars.

Worried about scratching my head, my white hair is getting shorter and shorter, and my hair is falling short and less, so I can't insert it.

Farewell through Jingmen

Lipper

Sail from Jingmen Ferry, and soon you will be with southerners.

At the end of the mountain range and the beginning of the plain, the river winds through the wilderness.

The moon rises like a mirror, and the sea clouds twinkle like palaces.

The water brings you the feeling of home and makes your boat travel 300 miles.

The poet took a boat down the river and came to Jingmen after a long waterway.

The mountain has come to an end, and the river is running on this wild land as far as the eye can see.

The bright moon flows in the air, dancing in the air like a mirror. Clouds are full of gloom, unpredictable on the river, like a mirage.

Although I have entered a foreign land, I am still attached to the mountains and rivers of my hometown, not far from Wan Li, and have been accompanying this wanderer.

Through the ocean,

wen tianxiang

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.

Since ancient times, no one has died in life, leaving a heart that shines through history.

Looking back, I experienced many hardships when I entered the imperial examination in my early years, and now it has been four weeks since the war. This country is in danger,

How can a person take a bath be described as duckweed? Fear of the fiasco on the beach still haunts me. The ocean below zero is trapped in Yuan Lu, lamenting my loneliness.

Who can live forever since ancient times? I want to leave a patriotic heart to reflect on history.

red wall

Du Mu

A broken iron halberd sank into the sand and disappeared, only to find that it was the remnant of Battle of Red Cliffs after grinding and washing.

If the east wind is not convenient for Zhou Yu, I'm afraid the outcome will be Cao Cao's victory and Er Qiao's detention in Tongquetai.

Broken paintings and heavy sand have not melted so far. Pick it up and wash it, and you can still vaguely see the swords and shadows of history. If the east wind doesn't come, how can Zhou Yu use the east wind to burn Cao Cao's 800 thousand water army and win a great victory? The overall situation of the three countries is uncertain. Presumably, when Cao Cao built a bronze sparrow terrace in Yedu (now Linzhang County, Hebei Province) two years later, Wu Dong beauties Da Qiao (Mrs. Sun Ce) and Xiao Qiao (Mrs. Zhou Yu) may be locked in a bronze sparrow terrace, and they have infinite love for spring.

Dengfeilai peak

Wang Anshi

There is a towering tower at the top of Feilai Peak. It is said that crows come and the morning sun rises.

As written in a China poem, we are not afraid of dark clouds covering our sight, because we are already on the top of the mountain.

There is a tower called Chihiro Tower on Feilai Peak. It is said that standing on it can see the sunrise when chickens crow in the morning. Standing on it and looking out is not afraid of clouds covering your eyes, naturally because you are at the top.

Prelude to water melody

Su Shi

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 to find the shadow, what is it like! 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 have joys and sorrows, and the moon is full of ups and downs, which was difficult to complete in ancient times.

I hope people will live for a long time and have a good scenery thousands of miles away.

When will the bright moon appear? I asked the sky with a cup. The fairy palace in the sky doesn't know what age it is. It is said that there are only a few days in the celestial world and thousands of years underground, so I ask questions. I want to ride the wind to the sky (it seems that I came down from heaven to earth, so I say "go home", but I am afraid that the beautiful moon palace made of jade can't stand the cold in the sky (it is said that the palace in the middle of the month is called Guanghan Palace). In imagination, dancing to the moon and clearing the shadows with people are like riding a cloud against the wind, and being in the sky is not like being on earth!

The moon is turning and shining on the magnificent pavilions. At night, the moonlight shines on people who are too preoccupied to sleep through low carved doors and windows. Since the moon is full, there should be no hatred, but why do people often reunite after they leave? People's experiences have joys and sorrows; As for the moon, it will also encounter yin, eyes, circle and lack; This situation, since ancient times, is rarely perfect. I just hope we all live a long and healthy life. Although we are thousands of miles apart, we can enjoy the beautiful moonlight together.

Shanpo Sheep-Tongguan Nostalgia

Zhang

The peaks are like gathering, the waves are like anger,

Tongguan road, mountains and rivers inside and outside.

Looking at the western capital, I hesitated.

Sad Qin and Han dynasties, ten thousand palaces have been made of earth.

Xing, the people suffer. Death makes people suffer.

Huashan peaks gather in Tongguan in the west, and the Yellow River is choppy. The Tongguan Ancient Road connects Huashan Mountain in Guankou with the Yellow River outside Guankou.

Looking at West Chang 'an, I felt uneasy and deeply touched.

Sadly, after the ruins of the palaces in the Qin and Han Dynasties, the palaces in the former Qin Dynasty and Hanwu have disappeared, leaving only the depressions in front of them.

When the country rises, it is the people who suffer; When the country is ruined, it is the people who suffer.

Drink wine/alcohol

Tao Yuanming

Building a house is human, and there are no horses and chariots.

Ask what you can do, your heart is far from self-prejudice.

Picking chrysanthemums under the east fence, you can see Nanshan leisurely.

The mountains are getting better and better, and the birds are back.

This makes sense. I forgot to say it if I wanted to defend myself.

Living on the earth, there is no noise of horses and chariots. You ask me how this happened. My heart is pure and my land is still. Picking chrysanthemums under the east fence, leisurely, the distant Nanshan reflects people's eyes. The mountains are dense, the sun is setting, the scenery in the evening is really good, and there are birds, which come together. How many tastes to express, to explain, but forget the language.

Hard road

Lipper

The cost of pure wine is a gold cup, 10 thousand copper coins and a hip flask, and I am ashamed of 10 thousand yuan. I threw the food bar and cup aside. I couldn't eat or drink. I pulled out my dagger. I peeped in four directions in vain. I want to cross the Yellow River, but ice will block the ferry and Taihang Mountain will be covered with snow. I will sit on a fishing rod and lean lazily by the stream, but I suddenly dream of sailing a boat towards the sun. Travel is hard. Travel is hard. Don't go astray! Where to go today. One day, I will ride the wind and waves, raise the Yun Fan and cross the sea.

Jinbei famous wine, per barrel 1000 yuan; The exquisite dishes in the jade plate are worth 10 thousand yuan. I feel depressed in my chest. You can't eat without drinking.

Draw your sword and look around, my heart is really at a loss. Want to cross the Yellow River, ice and snow blocked the river; If you want to climb Taihang Mountain, the vast snow has already closed the mountain.

Like Lu Shang fishing Bixi, waiting for an opportunity to make a comeback; Like Yi Yin's dream, he sailed through Japan. How difficult it is to travel in the world, how difficult it is;

With so many roads in front of me, should I go from north to south? I believe that one day, I can ride the wind and waves; Hang Yun Fan high and move forward in the sea!

Ji hai's miscellaneous poems

gong zizhen

Great sorrow tilts the day,

A whining whip means the end of the world.

Falling in love is not heartless,

Turn into spring mud to protect flowers.

The mighty wind blows the new season, blowing my endless sadness-because my time is about to be set. I recited poems and galloped to the east, and finally saw the insurmountable horizon. Alas! My life will wither like these fragments-but they have not abandoned the world mercilessly, but melted into the soil, giving birth to another round of bloom.