Poetry about the Sui Dynasty, poetry about the Tang Dynasty, thank you.

Sitting alone in the cottage, offering Xue Nai's.

Author: Dynasty: Sui

Living in the mountains, looking around, the wind and cloud come unexpectedly and seize the day.

Deep streams cross ancient trees, and empty rocks lie in secluded rocks.

The sunrise is far away, the birds are scattered and the forest is silent.

Lanting is static and dynamic, and the bamboo is blank.

Falling flowers fly into the house, and fine grass is a step.

The drunkard smelled of alcohol, so the old man was not present.

The sunset is quiet, and the breeze looks at the feather guest.

Meet sb. leave

Author: Dynasty: Sui

The fallen leaves gather and scatter, and the birds don't return.

Crying my poor road and touching your clothes.

Drink with the moon

Tang Libai

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.

Song of chariots

Du fu in Tang dynasty

Vehicles roared, soldiers sang, and soldiers and arrows were tied to their waists.

My parents, my parents, my wife and children all ran to see them. When they marched, the dust covered the sky and they couldn't see xian yangqiao.

They shouted as they ran, pulling your sleeve, and their sad voices floated into the sky!

Passers-by asked the soldiers how they got there, saying only that the roster was frequently recruited.

Some people go to the north of the Yellow River at the age of fifteen, even if they go to the western border to open up wasteland at the age of forty.

When they set out, the mayor wrapped them in headscarves. Now their headscarves are all white, and they are still at the border!

On the border, people's blood flows like the sea, while the heart of Emperor Wu is still beating for the war.

Do you know that in the mountainous areas in the east of China, in 200 areas and thousands of villages, nothing grows except weeds!

Even if a strong woman plows the field with a hoe, nothing will grow on the crops in the field.

Moreover, the soldiers of the Qin Dynasty can fight hard, and there is no difference between chickens and dogs when they are rushed to fight.

Although the elders have doubts, how dare those who serve complain?

Just like this winter, we didn't stop the soldiers west of Hangukou from enlisting.

The county magistrate urgently urges people to pay taxes. Where does the tax come from?

If you really know that boys are a bad thing, you might as well have a girl.

Who can get married and live in a neighbor's house, while we bury our children underground!

Don't you see, on the edge of Qinghai, the bones of soldiers killed since ancient times have not been buried.

New ghosts hate old ghosts crying, and ghosts cry when they are wet.

I hope it helps you!