Ancient poems about poetic language

1. Antique poems or poems 1. Change your life with my fireworks.

2. I am young and energetic. 3, long street, fireworks, you look back, low pavilion, red dust rolling, I sigh again.

4, who finally broke the string, the flower fell on his shoulder, and he was in a trance. 5. How many beauties have been lost and how many pieces of acacia have been broken, leaving only blood and tears. 6, the vast land is broken with a sword, where the bustling songs fall.

Leaning against the clouds hides loneliness, even if others laugh at me. 7. Let him know everything and smile at you.

8. Send a song to Jun, and don't invite people to get together at the end of the song. 9. Who scattered the smoke, who scattered the vertical and horizontal ties.

10, listen to the string break, break 3 thousand infatuation. Falling flowers, forgetting, once the wind rippled.

If the flower is pitiful, it will fall on whose fingertips. 1 1, there are trees on the mountain and branches on the wood. I don't know whether I like you or not.

12, whoever forgets the other party first, dumping the country is the old country. I refuse to play. Shadows are amazing.

13. There used to be a tall building that sang at night and had dancing sleeves on it. 14, when all the flowers and waves are gone, I will be alone with you.

15, in the spring, the beauty is old, and the flowers fall and everyone dies. 16, still water flowing deeply, singing loudly; Three lives are sunny and round, one sad and one happy.

17, lights and stars, sounds and songs are endless. 18, as beautiful as flowers and jade, as fleeting, I can go back to the past, but I can't go back to the beginning.

19, dark clouds cover the moon, people go to the empty building, and I can't tell how lonely I am. 20, this time I leave you, it is wind, rain, night; You smiled, I waved, and a lonely road spread to both ends.

2. To seek beautiful ancient poems, I would rather be a lonely wild soul under the bamboo than the love of leaves.

Holding hands with you, there is no doubt about feelings. The lamp tree is shining in the cloud city, and the moon is like frost under the milky way.

I was invited to enjoy the porch. The weather is sunny and the water is cold. Let the half-mask send the lotus moment, the picture above, and enter the painting cloud.

Dongfeng sent a letter, and the phoenix flew for nine days, and the four seas sought to burn. Eyes full of dark flowers, a smile poured down the country. The south wind in summer is everywhere, deep red and light blue. Autumn is crisp, quiet and rainy. It snows in winter, and it is known that you wake up in a cold dream and feel sad for several years.

It's been a long time. Let's indulge in wine and ask what it was like in our last life. Once I mistakenly entered the Guanghan Palace and was reunited with my own flesh and blood. I was very happy! The sound of the phoenix flute is like smelling the moon and rushing to the water.

Can't send a cavity blood, from disorderly dance to crazy dance. Clouds grow with geese, and winds help green willows near Ruiyang.

Peach blossom waves in Weihe River in May, this feeling is hometown. I am willing to increase the amount of seawater and dare to teach mortals to go against the sky.

Just to evoke the past. Play with childhood friends, play with horses, and have a general angle around the well bed.

Sharp lotus fragrance, everywhere Lingge Yang. It's time for tea, the dust has passed. How much do you know? When the flowers bloom, you will be lonely. After this flower, it is autumn, falling red all over the ground, sad tears.

Only the loss of nothing can condense into the madness of the world of mortals, and only the pain without bones can condense into the lingering melancholy between the eyebrows. The night is still early, and the moon stars are rare.

The scenery is not over, the clouds are light and the wind is light. Above, he looks for the green void, below, the yellow spring, I want to be with you. You have to fight with the sky, the earth, and all together. Even if you die, I will enjoy it.

Hold her in your arms and shelter her from the wind and rain. Solemnly say the promise: "I will accompany you."

My arms are getting tighter and tighter, and there is only a faint expectation in my heart: I can wait for your promise. Now, please let me be close to you, please let me accompany you.

Dreams are empty and unreal, like banana hearts. Feeling true and false, but like water and moon shadow, ask the world, where is the hero? The sea of blood wept, all on the battlefield.

Just like when the east wind shines blue, the water sinks and the clouds fall, and the west wind falls a leaf. It is an independent tall building. The reed flowers are slightly inclined, and the sheep turn over.

A pool of residual load, fluttering in the wind. Alas, youth cannot stay.

But drinking a cup of turbid wine and sending it away to Qingyun, I feel miserable in my heart. Human nature is chilling, horrible, half swallowed and half blown with the wind.

It can be seen that under the cicada leaves, the sound is exhausted, the life is exhausted, and the soil turns to spring. In the west wind last year, I said that spring was coming.

Reed flowers smile in autumn, and west Western jackdaw carries red clouds. My heart is full of music and my heart is full of sadness.

I want to draw sad and sad memories, and it is difficult to arrange the scene. Tears are like a river, wiping thousands of lines.

Qian Shan Purple Jade Cloud Temple hangs, and the river swallows fish through the ages. Don't reinvent songs without them, because Chu Qing has a moonless starry night.

There is a faint yellow fence on the moon, and the breeze smiles and sends Yu Xiang near. Ten years of cold summer, ten years of autumn, ten years of trace and ten years of heart.

In the snow, it is late spring in Zhan Yan, but in the dust, it lasts as long as it is clear. Night is like water, the waning moon in Crookedstar.

The wind is like a dream, soothing and attracting feelings. The flower shadow enters the curtain and smiles at the empty color.

Close to the mountain, look at feelings. Spring worries are not in the eyebrows, talk about classics and praise.

Bright as a mirror, clear as water, dusk becomes dusk, and the moon melts. Zhang Chang's pen was lightly wiped, just like when he was young.

The light is flowing, and I am ashamed to peek at the shadow of my wife sitting by the window. Leng Yue was silent and lamented the shock and sadness of the battlefield.

Xuankai lost his mind and never forgot it all his life. The ice wheel reflected blue, and the darkness flew to Joan.

Pointing to the Moon Rabbit, he asked, "It's a long night, and I have no sleep in January. Who should I take care of? " Sit in the shade of a tree and show your beauty. Ask heaven: How many families are wandering in a foreign land? How many couples are in the same boat? How many brothers and sisters are there around the bamboo bed? How many parents are in Gaotang? The jade leaks and knocks on the moon, and the centrifuge is faint. After listening for nine years, the only way to meet each other is to play the piano in my dream.

Laugh by the door, make a living and make love. Cup floating green ants, if the taste is sobering, is the fragrant mash vulgar? There is no shadow in the moon, and dreams are affectionate, like waves and stars.

But drink three cups and * * *! Flowing clouds lead flowers into dreams, and floating rain awakens Du Yu's soul. Light smoke and powder cage, green field, smile and ask which spring is in the border town? The moonlight opens the night fog, and the wind shadow breaks the pool star.

The fragrance fills the pavilion, the flowers are full of shade, and the breeze weaves the painting screen. Origin and extinction, everything goes with the wind; Don't stop when you meet.

Send away laziness, travel with friends, curl up weeping willows, * * * swallows, laugh at red apricots, and walk slowly on the stranger. The horse steps on the flowers and the sunset shines on the night.

Willow smoke is thick and spring is beautiful. Half a wisp of flying clouds dyed Yun Lan, peach blossom is pretty.

Red and green alternate with each other, and the spring mountain is like a smile. The moonlight is like water, the stars shine and the peaks are distinct.

The south wind brings fragrance and sends it clear, and the spring night is harmonious with you. Charming girl laughs at gauze, tattooed swallow is wrong.

The autumn wind cries, and beauty grows old. Youlong, Genkai, is singing, and the waves are wailing.

Your heart hasn't changed, and it's hard for me to know. The stars are dark, the wind is sad and the rouge is light, and the red dragonfly dreams of the lake.

The moon sighed in ecstasy: Look, life is short. Love is just a brush in my heart. Sometimes it just imitates reality, and sometimes it distorts and deceives itself, abstracting beautiful scenery.

When looking for marriage, he will find that there is another world beyond this shore. "Dream lake beauty, dream lake, Yuanyang water * * * threesome.

Biluoxiu, Biluowei, folded into the clouds and destroyed the sky. Flower on the dragon, mother on the dragon, fairy painting is the best.

Water-side weeds, water-side lang, love at first sight will be a good medium. "Smoke willow Bai Causeway green, Yu Jianqiong Tian ChuTiankuo.

The red wheel sets in the west, and there is a blue snail in the blood jade plate. As drunk as a fiddler, old vulgar monk, I laugh at the world of mortals, and I am crazy about my sleeves. Beside Naihe Bridge, the flowers on the other side are still bloody.

Spring sorrow hasn't woken up yet, and Fang Yin choked. Again and again, she will never be with you again. The catkin pool is light smoke, and the idle night is hazy. The world is still talking about it. At that time, she was still a quiet girl.

Childhood friends, deep feelings against the sky. A few thoughtful, a few sad, suddenly flew over other branches.

I owe you. I owe him. Start over. Ten miles of brilliant red makeup, a dream.

I woke up in tears and fainted for several years. It's been a long time. Let's indulge in wine and ask what it was like in our last life.

Once I mistakenly entered the Guanghan Palace and was reunited with my own flesh and blood. I was very happy! The sound of the phoenix flute is like smelling the moon and rushing to the water. Can't send a cavity blood, from disorderly dance to crazy dance.

Clouds grow with geese, and winds help green willows near Ruiyang. Peach blossom waves in Weihe River in May, this feeling is hometown.

I am willing to increase the amount of seawater and dare to teach mortals to go against the sky. Just to evoke the past.

Play with childhood friends, play with horses, and have a general angle around the well bed. Sharp lotus fragrance, everywhere Lingge Yang.

The sky is blue and the crescent moon is like a hook. Ren Qifei, reported the spring and autumn.

Blue sky Wan Ren, princes. And depending on the world, who is in charge of romance.

Menghu is carefree and his face is wrinkled by the wind. Luoshan is not old, grow old together.

One is evil and handsome, the other is cold and generous; One is like a manjusri flower, enchanting and shocking, and the other is like a Datura flower, beautiful and pleasant. One is red and the other is white, which is equally amazing, but one is blooming on the other side of Forgotten River, and the other is beautiful in the horizon.

3. Ancient love stories are related to poetry. Unless the loess is white, I will make you happy for a hundred years.

Acacia wants to write acacia, and acacia tears write acacia words. Between the eyebrows, who sent this feeling?

The sky is not old, and the love is hard to break. The heart is like a double screen with a Qian Qian knot in it.

There are trees on the mountain and branches on the tree. My heart likes you. You don't know that.

Just because I think, when I look back on you, I miss your dynasty and dusk.

An oil-paper umbrella, some lovesick tears.

I don't regret that my belt is getting wider and wider, which makes people haggard for Iraq.

There is a kind of beauty that you can't forget when you see it. I haven't seen you for a day, and I want to be crazy.

When you enter my lovesick door, you will know that I am lovesick for a long time and lovesick for a short time.

If the road dust is raised and the cement is muddy, when can we meet in harmony?

Without Cai Feng's wings, it is impossible to be Qi Fei in fly with me; The heart is like a soul, and the feelings are the same.

After birth, there will be no acacia, only acacia, and then acacia.

Linglong dice Ann Monkey Bean, do you know how much you miss it?

What occasion? See this lover.

May I be like a star, like the moon, shining every night.

The ends of the earth are poor and white, only endless lovesickness.

We hope to fly in heaven, two birds become one and grow on the earth, two branches of a tree. ..

Peach blossoms are in full bloom, colorful and fiery red.

The girl is going to get married and be happy at her husband's house.

Afraid of lovesickness, I've thought about it, and it's my turn to leave lovesickness, revealing a trace of brow.

4. Looking for archaic sentences, the years are quiet and the world is stable.

The distance between heaven and earth is long. People walk with the wind, and dreams fall with flowers.

Do the same thing to him. The sun and the moon cycle, the times change.

Gentle as water, ritual as a dream. If you smile, you are full of flowers.

There are trees in summer, looking up to the sky. I am already in love, so I am not afraid.

Don't hug each other if you can't stay long. Castle peak is not old, it is a snow-white head.

Time is not stained, and memories are not weak. Falling flowers are intentional, and running water is ruthless.

When Xiao Shui goes, the moon is like frost. As beautiful as flowers and jade, as water flies.

Love affair, long hate, no. In me the tiger sniffs the rose.

Your half step, my horizon. If a person drinks water, he knows a lot about water.

Sadness and jokes hurt the years. There is no such feeling that old friends don't reply.

If you are in full bloom, butterflies will come. Look at the top of the flower, flowing like water.

Lanterns are easy to put out, but kindness is hard to find. What's so hard about dying? If you were not born, you would have been alive.

If it is true, cherish affection and righteousness. Drunk in reality, drunk in dreams.

Times have changed, and things have changed. After happiness, only sadness remains.

Stay together all your life and never give up. The snow fell without a trace and the geese passed by.

There is a connection between the heart and the soul. Awake and fragrant in the spring night?

Just a stone's throw away, Yang Yang was separated. Born with joy, died without regret.

Heaven rewards diligence, peace is far-reaching, singing in spring and drinking in summer.

Helpless, deja vu stars are embedded in the city, as slow as floating light.

If it is a lifetime, why not appreciate it? Love and time never meet each other all the year round. A little infatuated, a little concerned.

After the feast, I was in tears. I miss your night and can't sleep.

Smile warmly and feel comfortable. When the sky is dark, you are bright.

Please give me pain because of your infatuation. If you are in full bloom, the breeze will come.

Wake up prosperous, a city barren. If you are well, it will be sunny.

Stick to our original wishes and remember our mission. While you're young, brave enough to love.

Although the acquaintance is shallow, it seems that there are years. The starry sky is brilliant, and the ice and snow are brilliant.

I have you and you have me. Keep a relationship and miss someone.

It's not about love, it's loneliness. In midsummer, light years away, I met my parting.

The prosperity is exhausted, and the clouds are scattered. People come and go, don't forget.

Summer flowers remain the same, and things have changed. The still water is deep, and the pale voice sings.

If you hurt each other, if you don't meet. Waiting for the fleeting time.

I have always been superficial, but I have deep feelings. Pinellia time, half a song.

The green water is leisurely and the face is wrinkled by the wind. The breeze is moist and the tea is clear.

Gently touch your eyes, it's still cold. No matter how good the memory is, it will hurt eventually.

I didn't mean to be sad. Heart like a desert island, imprisoned for life.

Facing the sea, spring blossoms.

5. Beautiful ancient poems in a good mood. A collection of beautiful ancient poems 1. Still water flows deeply, you are singing; Three lives are sunny and round, one sad and one happy.

There are many things in the world, but you are my favorite. You can live happily, but you have no regrets when you die.

4. Accumulate eternal love lines and crush deep red acacia. The river is lonely, its banks are dark green, and you are everywhere.

6. Worrying about the charm of Qingyuan is a distant sadness, such as Wei Yun's lonely moon, which can only be seen from a distance. 7. Lights and stars, sounds and songs are endless.

Dark clouds cover the moon, people can't see anywhere, and they can't tell how lonely they are. 8. All kinds of stories are heartbreaking; When Xiao Shui goes, the moon is like frost.

9. Change your life with my three fireworks. 10. I am young, and I am young.

1 1. Long strip with countless fireworks. You look back with the light, 12. The pavilions are short and the world of mortals is rolling. I sigh Xiao again. 13. Who finally broke the string and the flower fell on his shoulder, dazed and confused. 14. How many beauties have been worn out and how many pieces of acacia have been broken, leaving only blood and tears.

15. where is the prosperity of the vast land? Leaning against the clouds hides loneliness, even if others laugh at me.

16. Let him know everything and smile for you. 17. Send a song to Jun. Don't invite people to get together at the end of the song.

18. Who scattered the smoke and scattered the vertical and horizontal? 19. listen to the string and break 3 thousand infatuation.

Falling flowers, forgetting, once the wind rippled. If the flower is pitiful, it will fall on whose fingertips.

20. There are trees and branches on the mountain. I don't know whether I like you or not. 2 1. Whoever forgets the other party forgets first, and dumping the country is the old country.

I refuse to play. Shadows are amazing. 22. There used to be tall buildings that sang at night and had dancing sleeves on them.

23. Stay with you until all the flowers and waves are gone. 24. Once a young woman dies in spring, it is difficult to know whether the flowers have fallen or died.

25. Your sunset, my face, whose one-third year. 26. Who are you, the pen-tip teenager who misses you as a song on the desolate road of the city?

27. Who has a scarlet tear mole in the corner of his eye and completed your prosperous life, and who has been given a rock-breaking empty joy by you? 28. Love songs in the next life, leave the words for you to fill in, depending on who you are or the king above.

29. The dazzling display in the window is the life of the years. That love song is about romantic love, but it has nothing to do with you and me.

3 1. A player enters a painting for life. 32. Flowers as beautiful as flowers are no match for fleeting time.

33. Did anyone help you collect the passing scenery? 34. Is it the sorrow of fate or the pain of reincarnation?

35. In whose era and in whose world. In that prosperous era, we were hurt beyond recognition by loneliness.

37. Who owns whose beauty, who feels whose sadness, has a panoramic view. 38. Walking alone, there is no return, and first frost has a full face.

39. Miao Man stuck between the tips of his tongue wanted to dance for you and finally fell in love with this country. 40. The night is cool, the lights are dim, the ambiguity is exhausted, and the song is euphemistic.

4 1. The complicated experience carved deep lines in the corner of my eye, and I turned to carve a flower. 42. In those years, with the curtain call of prosperity and unwillingness, an eternal flower opened.

43. I will pawn in my next life, and I will come to blood out with you in my next life. 44. The right side of happiness is barren.

45. The missed years bloom in the desert in the north, but they are deserted in the spring and summer of reincarnation. 46. Leave people worried and hurt.

Whispering, thinking deeply. Fade away, sing empty sorrow.

Continue to prosper, and where. 47. Still water depth, singing songs; Three lives are sunny and round, one sad and one happy.

48. Lights and stars, sounds and songs are endless. 49. The moon is covered with dark clouds, and there is no trace of people. I can't tell you how lonely I am.

50. It's hard not to get old. The heart is like a double screen with a Qian Qian knot in it.

5 1. It seems that this star is not last night, who is the wind and dew standing in the middle of the night? 52. The rivers and lakes in the dream are full of flowers and people come and go.

53. Butterflies are beautiful, but they can't fly over the sea after all. 54. Finally, the misty rain in the south of the Yangtze River covers the whole world. After the glory of China, it was just a scene, and the mountains and rivers were silent forever.

55. Elegance refers to quicksand, and old age is a period of time. 56. Mountains and rivers meet and smile for you.

57. After a fleeting dream, I went back to Qushui to watch the fireworks bloom into a full moon. 58. When the fog cleared and I woke up, I finally saw the truth, and that was Qian Fan's silence.

59. At both ends of life, we stand on each other's shores. 60. The fate of gathering and parting is like water, just for a word, waiting for the next encounter.

6 1. Looking at the sun and the moon that day, there was silence. Green mountains and green waters, stretching from generation to generation; Just like in my heart, you never left, never changed. 62. Just let it be, mountains and rivers don't meet.

63. Never look back, why not? Since there is no chance, there is no need to call names.

Today, everything is like water. Tomorrow night, you will be a stranger.

64. If the heart moves slightly, it is too far away, things are wrong, people are wrong, everything is wrong, and the past cannot be traced. 65. Perhaps it is the marriage in a previous life, or the fate in the next life. Seeing each other in this life only adds to the fruitless resentment.

66. Every year, one day goes by and autumn goes by. One generation urges the next generation to get together and leave, one is happy and one is sad, one is lying on the sofa, one is looking for a group of acquaintances in life and one is dreaming. He will know each other for a while, play for a while and sing for a while. 67. Always born in a casual year.

Look back at the other side. Even if it is found that the situation is longer.

68. A kind of forbearance is actually a hidden power, and a kind of silence is actually a shocking confession. 69. It is only because of your feeling of looking back that I miss your morning and evening.

70. Raise a glass. A person is drunk, and after drinking snow, he is at a loss for another year. 7 1. Turn around, a ray of Leng Xiang is far away, the snow is deep, and the smile is shallow.

Will you fight me in the afterlife? 72. One flower, one world, one leaf, one pursuit. A song and a sigh, a person's life.

73. The fate of dust has always been like water, and it is rare to shed tears. Why do you do your best? Don't be sentimental, love to hurt yourself. 74. Who should be robbed by whom has become an obsession.

75. If you run wild, I will accompany you with wine in my life. 76. Life is as unusual as the first time.

77. I will never regret the widening of my belt, and I will languish for Iraq. -Liu Yong's Wu Fengqi-78. Life and death are wide, Zicheng said.

Hold your hand and grow old with your son. -anonymous "The Book of Songs Drumming"-79. If two kinds of feelings last for a long time, it's still a matter of time.

-Qin Guan's "Queqiao Fairy"-80. When will Acacia meet? At this point, the night is awkward. -Li Bai's "Three Five Seven Words"-81. There is a kind of beauty that I can't forget. I feel crazy if I don't see it for a day.

-anonymous "Feng Qiu Huang Qin Ge"-82. This time I leave you, it is the wind, the rain and the night; You smiled, I waved, and a lonely road spread to both ends. -Zheng Chouyu's Farewell-83. When I entered my lovesick door, I knew that I was lovesick for a long time and lovesick for a short time.

-Li Bai's "Three Five Seven Words"-84. Once the sea was difficult for water, it was always amber. —— Yuan Zhen's Four Poems from Thinking ——85. If you are a gentleman, you will raise the dust on the road.