Describe the afterglow of dusk

Poetry about dusk 6 1. Poetry about Sunset 6 5438+0 to 6.

The setting sun is infinitely beautiful and buried by the coming night. -Leyou Tombs: Tang Author: Li Shangyin.

A westerly wind blew away the rain, and the sunset at the water's edge was still bright. -on fleeting time: author: Liu.

The sunset is over the mountain and the spring water is over the river. I wonder if that is the residence in spring? -Taking Qingjiang River as a Mirror Year: Yuan Author: Xue Anfu

The green hills are still there, and the setting sun is a few degrees red. -Linjiang Fairy Year: Ming Author: Yang Shen.

The setting sun hangs high in the treetops and enters Qingfeng Mountain at dusk. -Daowu Mountain: Qing Author: Tan Sitong.

Dong Zi in the west of Weishui River has clear peaks and dark wild smoke. Autumn in the western suburbs of the county is a gift for Ma Zao. Year: Tang Author: Bai Juyi

Spring waves are rushing, but the sails of the sunset are fading. -Crossing the Huaihe River: Tang Author: Bai Juyi

The setting sun is on the shore, and the opposite tide is clearly heard. -"Send Monks to Jinshan Temple" Year: Tang Author: Ma Dai

The afterglow shines in the bamboo forest, but the sunset floats on the pond. -Works by Dong Zhai, the envoy of Tonggu, by Meng Haoran in the Tang Dynasty.

Drums sound, sails fade, and waterfowl fly in the sunset. -Xijiang Night Park Author: Tang Author: Zhao Wei

Send birds to open their eyes and complain about the sunset. -"Songs of the Chu Dynasty" Time: Tang Author: Li

There are many sunsets in dense mountains, and people are sparse and grass is far away. -Chang 'an sends friends to visit Hunan. Year: Tang Author: Du Mu

In the autumn rain, in the sunset. -Qiu Ji farewell: Tang Author: Du Mu

The cold dew in the north is declining, and the setting sun breaks Dongshan. -First arrived at Deer Soul Villa, author: Song.

May the incense burner always sprinkle nectar, and the setting sun obliquely reflects the east branch. -Double Orange Age Yuan: Tang Author:

People in the mountains don't meet, and the clouds go to the sunset. -Wang Wei's "Filling the Que" in the Russian period in blue. Date: Tang Author: Chu Guangxi

Wanlitong Qiuyan, Qianfeng * * * Sunset. -"Moving Ezhou to Xianggu Building in Xianyang Pavilion" Year: Tang Author: Liu Changqing.

The sunset sails and the old trees are green. -"Send Li Duangong to Dongdu" Year: Tang Author: Liu Changqing

Full of blood and Chu Yun, the sunset reflects the trees on the river. -I was pregnant in Hukou, written by Liu Changqing in the Tang Dynasty.

Spring grass looks north with the sky, and the setting sun floats east. -"He Fan Let You Climb Runzhou Tower" Year: Tang Author: Liu Changqing

You see the drunken Guo in Tianshan Mountain, and you watch the sunset at the seaside. -A trip to Rehai, seeing Cui Shi off to Beijing. Year: Tang author:.

Memories of the sunset in Xin 'an County, Qian Shan. -Message to Liu Qingnian Foreign Minister: Tang Author: Huang Fuzeng.

A crow crows above the city of Feng Dan, and the horseheads of pedestrians set in the sunset. -Send Cui Thirteen to the East Author: Tang Author: Qian Qi.

The setting sun enters Dongli, and the front of the mountain is refreshing and high. -"Lanxi Xiumu, send Zhao Ba to work" Time: Tang Author: Qian Qi

The new moon can be divided, and the setting sun shines in the sky. -Song Jiang sent the judge Lu Nian: Tang Author: Huangfu Ran

The banks of the river cross in autumn, and the sunset closes. -"Send the book to the river" Year: Tang Author: Geng Kun

The moon is as far as grass, and the body is higher than the sunset. -year of going to Zhoushan: Tang Author: Geng Kun

I miss Wan Li Road. Spring goes to sunset. -The willows by the river were given by Rong Yu in the Tang Dynasty.

The setting sun on the tall trees connects Gu Xiang, and the leaves of chrysanthemums and pear trees are covered with barren canals. Autumn in the lonely suburbs (that is, the princess) Year: Tang Author: Lu Lun.

Dawn in spring on the shore, sunset in Shui Ying. -Huang Zibeinian: Tang Author: Si Kongshu.

White clouds are far away in autumn, and the setting sun is high in Cangling. -Meet the Taoist Year: Tang Author: Si Kongshu.

2. Poems describing dusk

1) Look at the autumn grass independently, and the savage plows the sunset. -Chu Sizong's Looking South

2) The easterly wind is getting sharper and the sunset is setting, and a peach tree takes several days. -Come and "cherish flowers"

3) Pick mulberry spring and walk in the sunset. -Li Duan's "Spring Tour"

4) On the boat, when the sun is shining. -Cen Can's "Return to Dongshan Luo Shang"

5) Recalling the sunset in Xin 'an County and Qian Shan in the south. -HuangFuZeng "send Mr. Qing"

6) The sunset glow is fragrant with fine grass, and the river color reflects the curtain. -Du Fu's "Yat Sen Qing"

7) In autumn water and sunset. -Du Mu's "Autumn Sending Far Away"

8) When the guest looks for the sun, the monk returns to the sunset. -Cui Yao's "Deng Kai Chan Ji"

9) The autumn bank of Gengkun River is near sunset. -"Send Hu Xiao Shu Man Zhi Jiang"

10) Mangrove cicadas are full of sunset, and the white heads send each other twice, hurting each other. -Yuan Zhen's "Send Lu Jian"

1 1) Floating clouds accompany Xiang Yan, and Xia Wei loves the sunset. Thousands of valleys are green, and Wan Ruifang is in front of the court. -Hu's Night Scene

12) Rain outside Jiangcun, sunset in Ye Si. -Cen Can's "Five Crossing Nights"

3. Poems describing dusk

At dusk, in front of Bai Juyi's independent Buddhist temple in Tang Dynasty, the ground was covered with Sophora japonica and cicadas.

Generally, the heart is always bitter at four o'clock, and the time of heartache is autumn. Spring village Tang Bai Juyi February village garden warm, mulberry Dai Shengfei.

Farmers plow old valleys, and silkworms pray for new clothes. Cattle and horses are far from the wind, and chickens and dolphins are too rare.

At dusk, on the forest road, drums and flutes play for the gods. Looking back at Baijuyi River, Tang Dynasty and Jiangzhou, I saw Hua Shuang's watch, and I knew it was Xunyang Xiguanmen.

Or go to a lonely boat for three or four miles, and the hookah sand rain will come to dusk. Wei Zihua Tang Bai Juyi's four views on paper quietness, bell and drum tower engraved with long gaps.

Who is the companion sitting alone at dusk? Wei Zihua versus Ziweilang. Last month, the evening tide of Baorong in Tang Dynasty set in Nansha Ming, and the moonlight in autumn covered with sand and snow.

Hydrology is neither smoky nor swaying, and the plain is cold and empty. Sitting alone in Tang Du Fu's sorrow, returning, and carrying a lonely city on crutches.

Rivers converge, the mainland emerges, the sky is high and the clouds are light, and the wind is crisp. Cang Ming's service failed, and Zhu Bi lost his life.

Appreciate this yellow bird and throw it at Lin Yu. In the Tang Dynasty, it was dusk in the north of Du Fu Chu Palace, and raindrops were printed in the west of Baidicheng.

Back to the river, over the cliff, back to the clouds and trees, lost the mountain village. Lung disease in old age is just to sit back and relax, and close the door early when you are worried.

Don't stay in the chaos for a long time, the south has no soul. There are many song and dance performances in Yan Tang Tumu Painting Gallery, but people who go to the club don't watch them.

The dragon is the companion of Jiang Loushi, but he still needs to lean on the fence at dusk. The crow Tang Du Mu disturbed and rummaged, and the cold smoke rose at dusk.

Mao deceives the queen's hair, and her voice feels Chu Ji's string. Under the wind, the frost forest fell asleep with its wings.

Just like traveling to the west, it can't be white. There are still many remnants of snow in the Han nest of the Tang Dynasty, and the fragrance is still endless.

At dusk, the moon is melancholy and white, and it is clear and rainy, and it is thin and red. The grass under the tree is clean, and the wind on the wall is urgent.

On this day, in the sad place of Xiyuan, a song water flowed eastward. Wuqiqu Tang Baima chased Zhu Che, and entered the narrow slope at dusk.

Narrow willows fight for the night, but branches don't fly to the house. The young woman in the East Room joined the army. Every time she heard a crow, she knew it was dark.

Li Shangyin, in the Tang Dynasty of Leyou Mausoleum, had the shadow of twilight in his heart, and I drove forward in Leyou Mausoleum. Sunset, infinitely beautiful, only near dusk.

The residual red in the fallen flowers of Tang and Li provoked the poetic demon, which had nothing to do with homesickness. At dawn, the golden valley is windy.

Rotating around the running water, pieces of light stick to the short sand. Who knows that the door is locked, and it is drizzling at dusk.

Wei Zhuang's autumn wine in the Tang Dynasty is easy to wake up, as long as sorrow. At dusk, leaning against the bar does not return, and the sound of green wind and rain breaks my heart.

Jiang Ting looked at Song Wenzhi in the late Tang Dynasty, soaking in the clouds and leaving the village in the smoke. Birds return to the sand with traces, while sails cross the waves without traces.

Looking at the water to know the softness, looking at the mountain to break the soul. Indulge in it, and the horse will return at dusk.

Autumn looks long, tangliu is short and sand is long, and the rain is slightly smoky. In front of the mountain in western Western jackdaw, Du Qu was alone at dusk.

Chunchouzhuang's own spring worries are killing his soul, and he can't bear to miss his grandson. The falling flowers are silent and the rain is hazy, and no one in the deep courtyard leans against the door alone.

Autumn, pottery, Gu Huai, thin smoke, sad night cries, independent dusk. Looking south, a flock of new geese went to Tingzhou.

General Lonely Tang, the valley is the stronghold, and the weather is dusk. Spring sorrow is still drunk, tears and wine marks on my clothes.

Mountain garden, small beautiful pine forest, countless fragrant buildings shaking to the small garden. "Mottled shadows hang obliquely on the clear shallow water, and their fragrance spreads peacefully in the moonlight dusk."

Cold birds want to fly, first glimpse plum blossoms; Butterflies will be enchanting if they know the beauty of plum blossoms. Fortunately, there are micro-songs to compare, and there is no need for sandalwood golden jars.

Autumn night, pine and bamboo Shu Zhen slender crescent hanging dusk, people want to break their souls in the secluded boudoir. The letterhead was opened and changed, but the glass was raised again.

Snuff is heartbreaking and the sleeves are long and tearful. Regret is more than romantic feelings. It should be noted that love is the root of trouble.

Huanxi Shashong, Li Qingzhao indifferent to spring cold food, jade stove hookah, dream back to the mountain pillow to hide flowers. Swallows haven't come yet, so we are playing games on the grass. The willows are falling, and the plum blossoms are dying. In the evening drizzle, the swing in the garden will not swing.

The voice is slow, Song Qingzhao is looking for it, cold and clear, sad and sad. It's the hardest to stop breathing when it's warm and cold.

Three glasses of light wine, how can you object to his coming late and rushing! Guo Yan is very sad, but this is an old acquaintance. Yellow flowers were piled all over the floor, withered and damaged. Who can pick them now? Looking out the window, how can you be black alone! Indus is drizzling, and at dusk, it is falling.

This time, what a sad sentence! Drunk flowers, Song Yin, Li Qingzhao, mist, thick clouds and sorrow forever, refreshing the mind and eliminating the golden beast. The festival is also a double ninth festival, and the jade pillow gauze kitchen is half cold at night.

Dongli drinks until dusk, and faint chrysanthemum fragrance overflows his sleeves. Do not die.

West wind blinds, people are thinner than yellow flowers. Ruan Lang Gui Song Su Shi Xiang Piao dusk.

The tree in front of the hall is spring. Why does the east wind enter the west neighbor?

Children often close the door. Snow is cold, jade is true.

The cheek powder is uneven. Fold flowers and send them to Lingtou people.

Sunset in Jiangnan. Yu Meiren Song Sushi's ice muscles are naturally thin.

After that, it was even more divided. The days are long, and the curtains look at dusk.

Evening, turn to ecstasy. You also know that lovesickness is bitter.

How can you have the heart to throw away slaves? I took the trouble to climb the mountain.

I'm afraid it's easier to be a stranger than a stranger. Like a dream, the courtyard of Nalan is clear and sunny, and the language is dense and shallow.

Do you know the heart? Old grievances and new love are 50/50. Who saw it? Who saw it? The pillow was dyed red with tears.

4. Poetry describing the sunset

1. The desert is lonely and straight, and the long river sets the yen.

2. When the sun sets, heartbroken people are at the end of the world.

The weather is getting better every day, and the birds are back.

4. Drink for you to persuade the sunset and leave a late photo for the flowers ~

5. The mountains reflect the sunset water, the grass is ruthless, and the sunset is also outside ~

6. The sunset is infinitely beautiful, and it is buried in the coming night-Tang Li Shangyin's Paradise Trip.

7. But if you can see the sun, although it is brilliant, why are you depressed at dusk (Zhu Ziqing)

8. Old people like to sing ode to dusk, and the green hills shine everywhere (Ye Jianying)

9. Sunset at the western hills, after dusk.

10. Sunset and lonely Qi Fei, autumn waters and sky are the same.

1 1. The sky is red, the clouds are west and the ground is flat at the foot of the sun —— Three Songs of Qiang Village by Du Fu in Tang Dynasty

12. The dusk trees are deep and long, and the small building is under the setting sun-on the Yangzhou Zen Temple of the Tang Tara.

13. A round of setting sun spread in the water, half river rustling and half river red-Tang Baijuyi's Ode to Mujiang, etc.

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5. Poems describing dusk and sunset

When I saw the sun, although he was radiant, it was already sunset, and the lonely Qi Fei, autumn water and the sky were the same.

"Preface to Wang Tengting" Sunset in Wang Bo, heartbroken at the end of the world. "Day crystal sand. Qiu Si "Ma Zhiyuan desert is lonely and straight, and the long river sets the yen.

Wang Wei, seeing the sun, all his glory was buried in the coming night. Leyou Tomb Group Li Shangyin Mountain covers the daytime, and the ocean drains the golden river.

In the Lodge of Herons, Wang Zhihuan is full of water. The article "Looking at the South of the Yangtze River" is long in Wan Li, and long in smoke.

Fan Zhongyan's "The Fisherman's Pride" is full of autumn water, and the sunset is red in summer. Zhao Yi's "The Light of Taihu Lake" is covered with sunset, half river rustling and half river red.

Bai Juyi's Ode to Mujiang lasts forever, the setting sun is far away, and the water is cool. Li Bai's "Deng Xinping Lou" is full of peach blossoms, and the sunset outside Dianshan Lake is red.

Su's "Wumen" is on the sunset creek bridge, and a half ray of light smoke is in the willow shadow. In Du Mu's "Occasionally Writing Two Questions in Qi 'an County", the setting sun in Pingsha is in the west, and the stars in Gansu are high and low.

The sunset is on the hook, and the spring is quiet by the stream. Du Fu's Sunset in front of the Independent Buddhist Temple in the Tang Dynasty At dusk, the ground was covered with Sophora japonica and cicadas.

Generally, the heart is always bitter at four o'clock, and the time of heartache is autumn. Spring village Tang Bai Juyi February village garden warm, mulberry Dai Shengfei.

Farmers plow old valleys, and silkworms pray for new clothes. Cattle and horses are far from the wind, and chickens and dolphins are too rare.

At dusk, on the forest road, drums and flutes play for the gods. Looking back at Baijuyi River, Tang Dynasty and Jiangzhou, I saw Hua Shuang's watch, and I knew it was Xunyang Xiguanmen.

Or go to a lonely boat for three or four miles, and the hookah sand rain will come to dusk. Wei Zihua Tang Bai Juyi's four views on paper quietness, bell and drum tower engraved with long gaps.

Who is the companion sitting alone at dusk? Wei Zihua versus Ziweilang. Last month, the evening tide of Baorong in Tang Dynasty set in Nansha Ming, and the moonlight in autumn covered with sand and snow.

Hydrology is neither smoky nor swaying, and the plain is cold and empty. Sitting alone in Tang Du Fu's sorrow, returning, and carrying a lonely city on crutches.

Rivers converge, the mainland emerges, the sky is high and the clouds are light, and the wind is crisp. Cang Ming's service failed, and Zhu Bi lost his life.

Appreciate this yellow bird and throw it at Lin Yu. In the Tang Dynasty, it was dusk in the north of Du Fu Chu Palace, and raindrops were printed in the west of Baidicheng.

Back to the river, over the cliff, back to the clouds and trees, lost the mountain village. Lung disease in old age is just to sit back and relax, and close the door early when you are worried.

Don't stay in the chaos for a long time, the south has no soul.