About the verses I know

1. I want to know some poems: 1 spring (1) Spring can't close the garden, but an apricot leaves the wall.

The spring breeze in Jiang Nanan is green. When will the bright moon shine on me? (3) I don't know who cut off the thin leaves. The spring breeze in February is like scissors.

(4) Peach blossoms outside the bamboo are three or two, and the duck prophet in Chunjiang plumbing. In the spring morning, I woke up easily, surrounded by birds singing.

How many flowers fall after a stormy night. 2 Summer (1) The first summer was peaceful, and the grass didn't rest.

(2) The bitter nights in midsummer are short, and the porch is cool. (3) Everyone is bitter and hot, and I love long summer days.

(4) Even if it rains, I don't know if spring will go. I feel that it is sunny before summer is deep. (5) Why does she hate wheatgrass when she is gone? Xia Muyang is cute.

In autumn (1), stop and sit in the maple forest late, and the frost leaves are redder than the February flowers. (2) The lake is full of moonlight, and there is no wind mirror on the pool surface.

(3) Autumn has been sad and lonely since ancient times. I say autumn is better than spring. (4) Qiu Guang drew a cold screen with a silver candle, fanning a small fan and pouncing on fireflies.

I want to say that I'm still resting, but I say it's cold and autumn. In winter (1), there are no birds in the mountains, no footprints in thousands of paths, a boat, a bamboo cloak, an old man fishing in the cold river-snow (2) scattered snow clothes, lonely strangers (3) painters don't understand the hardships of fishermen, so they can draw a picture of fishing in the cold river.

(4) The bright moon shines on the snow, and the north wind is strong and sad. (5) The sunset is far away, and the snow returns to people late.

5 Snow (1) Everybody clean up the snow in front of the door, so don't worry about the frosting of other people's tiles. (2) The grass is withered and the eagle is sick, and the snow is as light as a horseshoe. (3) Where is the home of Qinling Mountain? (4) The snow in the past disappeared like a flower, but now it is like snow. (5) In "I want to cross the Yellow River, but I choke on the ferry", there will be six rains (1) of snow in Taihang Mountain, seven or eight stars will appear in the sky, and it will rain before two or three o'clock in Zhongshan.

(2) Falling flowers are independent and swift flies; (3) apricot flowers and rain wet clothes, and the breeze does not cold the face; (4) It rains in succession during the Qingming Festival, and pedestrians on the road want to lose their souls; (5) There are plum blossoms in the empty mountains after the rain, which stand in late autumn (1), and there are people who have no snow and no poems; (2) Mei Xu Xun's snow is white, but the snow has lost Mei. (5) Plum blossoms are in full bloom and pedestrians can't come.

8 Chrysanthemum (1) Wait until the mountain is on holiday, and it's chrysanthemum time again. (2) Picking chrysanthemums under the east fence, I can see Nanshan leisurely. (3) Lotus flowers have no shelter from the rain, and chrysanthemums have proud branches. (4) Alas, the chrysanthemum leaves in the east fence are sparse and the stems are tiny. (5) Distant pity for hometown chrysanthemums should be opened next to the battlefield.

Orchids (1) live in secluded gardens, and grass is a weed. (2) to teach Jieyu, we should pour out our country and be ruthless and moving. (3) No one is lonely in the secluded path. Who is to blame for this?

(4) The autumnal equinox is green and the green leaves are purple. (5) The valley is deep and the orchid is nowhere to be seen. Pine trees were crushed by heavy snow (65,438+0). (2) The wind is blowing, and it is green and wet. (3) the moon is born with rock laurel, and there is no wind in the long smile. (4) Songtao is dark, and Luxiling is clear.

(5) When the wind blows, the snow in the waterfall is hard to disappear.

I also know an ancient poem about friendship. I can only see the sky flowing in the Yangtze River when I sail alone —— The Yellow Crane Tower Farewell to Meng Haoran on the way to Yangzhou by Li Bai (Tang)

? There are no pedestrians in the ancient road, and you can see the monarch alone in the cold mountain —— Liu Changqing (Tang) ——《Xi Huangfu, Visiting Bijian Village

? Peach Blossom Pond is deeper than thousands of feet, but not as good as Wang Lun —— Li Bai (Tang)-To Wang Lun

? Mochow has no bosom friend in the road ahead, and everyone knows you-Gao Shi (Tang)-don't move too much.

? It takes gold to make friends with the world, but not much gold is not deep —— On Chang 'an Wall Master by Zhang Wei (Tang)

? Holding a candle at night is more like a dream-Du Fu (Tang)-Qiang Zhai Yi

? All brothers in the world, who is a passerby —— Anonymous —— An old topic in Su Wu's poems.

? Yesterday, the roof was hot in the house, but now it's good outside the door —— Bai Juyi (Tang) —— Talk about it.

? Advise you to drink more wine, and you will leave Yangguanxi for no reason-Wang Wei (Tang)-"Send Yuaner to Anxi"

? We were all unhappy until the end of the day, when we met. We understand. What is the relationship between acquaintances? -Bai Juyi (Tang)-Pipa Hang

I also know the poems describing spring. 2. Spring outing in Qiantang River.

Tang 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.

3. "Spring Dawn"

Tang Meng Hao ran

Sleeping sickness in spring unconsciously broke the morning, and the chirping of birds disturbed my sleep.

How many flowers fall after a stormy night.

4. Liu Yong

Tang He Zhang Zhi

Jasper dressed as a tree, hanging down ten thousand green silk tapestries.

I don't know who cut the thin leaves, but the spring breeze in February is like scissors.

5. Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night

Don du fu

Good rain knows the season, when spring comes.

Sneak into the night with the wind, moisten things silently.

6. Tomb-Sweeping Day

Don Dumu

A drizzling rain falls like tears on the Mourning Day; The mourner's heart is going to break on his way.

Excuse me, where is the restaurant? The shepherd boy pointed to Xinghua Village.

7. Late spring

Tang hanyu

Flowers and trees know that spring is about to pass, and they want to keep the pace of spring and pay more attention.

Even the fickle elm tree without beautiful colors is unwilling to be lonely, dancing with the wind and turning into snowflakes flying all over the sky.

8. Eighteen members of the Water Department of "Presenting Zhang in Early Spring"

Tang hanyu

There is a lot of silk in the sky above the avenue, which is as delicate and moist as butter. The grass is vaguely connected in the distance, but it looks sparse in the near future.

This is the most beautiful season of the year, far better than the late spring of the green willow.

9. "quatrains"

Don du fu

Jiangshan bathed in spring, how beautiful, flowers send flowers.

Swallows are busy nesting in wet mud and sleeping in pairs on the warm beach.

10, Looking for Flowers Alone by the River

Don du fu

Four yellow maiden flowers thrive on the road covered, and thousands of flowers bow and the branches are low.

The butterflies in the flowers are dancing, and the soft yinger in freedom is just singing happily.

1 1, facing the south of the Yangtze River

Tang Bai Juyi

The scenery in Jiangnan is very beautiful, and the picturesque scenery has long been familiar.

When spring comes, the sun rises from the river, the flowers on the river are brighter than red, and the green river is greener than the blue grass.

How can we make people not miss Jiangnan?

12, Peach Blossom in Dalin Temple

Tang Bai Juyi

In the world of April, the flowers have withered, and the peach blossoms in the ancient temples have just bloomed.

I want to find a place where my life is dying, but I don't know that it has been moved here.

13, light rain in early spring

Tang hanyu

There is a lot of silk in the sky above the avenue, which is as delicate and moist as butter. The grass is vaguely connected in the distance, but it looks sparse in the near future.

This is the most beautiful season of the year, far better than the late spring of the green willow.

Chun Xue 14

Tang hanyu

The new year has come, but there are still no fragrant flowers. In February, I was surprised to find that the grass has sprouted new buds.

Snow is too late for spring, and it is intended to fly for the flowers on the courtyard trees.

15, Bird Watching Creek

Don

People are idle, osmanthus flowers fall, and the night is quiet and empty.

When the moon comes out, the birds are startled, and the sound enters the spring stream.

4. Poems about Discovery This is Wen Yiduo's discovery.

I'm coming, I shouted, blood and tears welled up in my eyes,

"This is not my China, no, no!"

I came because I heard you calling me;

Feng Gang whipped the time, lit the flame,

I came, I didn't know it was an empty joy.

What I met was a nightmare. Where are you?

It was a horror, a nightmare hanging on a cliff,

That's not you, that's not my love!

I questioned the sky and forced the wind to blow from all directions.

I asked, punching the red chest of the earth,

Always can't ask the news; I cry for you,

Spit out a heart-in my heart!

Discovery is one of the most important representative works of Wen Yiduo's patriotic poetry, which is found in the collection of poems "Dead Water". Judging from the content, Wen Yiduo is about to return to China. It is the crystallization of the poet's love and hate, which shows his disappointment and resentment at the broken motherland under the warlord's melee at that time after returning to China.

Want to know some simple and beautiful sentences,,, 1 Bury a city and turn off all the lights.

Your sunset, my face, whose third year. The dancing of the pen tip is the strongest touch of brilliant red in the spotlight.

I watched the sunset at the seaside and snuggled up on a pillow, but I couldn't swim out of memories, but I couldn't learn to let go and walk. Burn a mirage with matches and let yourself escape from the heavy rain.

6 hide in the doomed street and walk through the water under the bridge with a smile. 7 whose scenery and heart the city injured under the eyelashes passes by.

In the light silence, you opened a shopping shop and waited for the forgotten cape skylight. The witch's kiss spell came for the first time, and the wet oath went out. I sat on the sea mending the net, and you fell on the bottom of the sea to sing the song of Dai Yue.

10 Wait for a person or a story. 1 1 Swim across a world, a life and death.

Who did you sing the end of that song about us to? 13 whose city is the gorgeous erotic line of your palm entangled in? Laughing and laughing.

14 Write love as an immortal legend of Enemy at the Gates. Then, will you cross the ice and snow? 15 carved our story on the weathered gable, and passers-by cried when they saw it.

16 who are you? A teenager who misses your pen tip turns into a song on the desolate road of the city. 17 It takes a thousand years to love you and ten thousand years to forget.

18 Who has a scarlet mole in the corner of his eye to complete your prosperous life, and whose mountains and rivers have given you ground-breaking empty joy. 19 Love song in the next life, leave the words for you to fill in, depending on who you are.

The dazzling array of things in the window is full of life. 2 1 That love song is about romantic love, but it has nothing to do with you and me.

A player enters a painting and spends his life in the world. As beautiful as flowers and jade, the enemy can't pass the time.

Did anyone collect the passing scenery for you? 25. I am in the memory of flying snow all over the sky, but in which dictionary do you interpret the transformation?

Draw a life-and-death game and write an ending for our story. Irish snow, Turkish blue, Moscow tears.

I collect them in the small sun, sunny days and smiles. Persian Gulf Sea, Vienna Hall, Arabian Legend.

I wrote them down in a thick photo album. And seven powders and the princess.

28 perfect hiding sadness. For whom to sing farewell songs, for whom to love, and for whom to write the world.

Who smiles and pretends not to be sad? 3 1 pin the drunken tomorrow on Pandora's strings and spend the rest of your life pretending to sing heaven and earth.

32 is the sorrow of fate or the pain of reincarnation. In whose era and whose world.

In that prosperous era, we were hurt beyond recognition by loneliness. There are so many lonely people suffering.

Who owns whose beauty, who feels whose sadness, has a panoramic view. Did I ever tell you that love is my unchanging belief? Did I ever tell you that love means keeping someone in your heart forever?

38 favorite songs, listen quietly. People you like, far away.

I have a process and an ending. If I pester myself again, I feel greedy. Sadness is self-inflicted, happiness is yours.

4 1 A woman who is afraid of cold must have a cold heart. What we are guarding is a disaster that is hastily refuted, and an illusion that can't be beaten in a lifetime.

One step at a time, the point of no return, first frost face. If a pair of eyes shed tears for me, I would like to believe this sad life again.

The story of the star is to walk with you in the sea of people, but it won't make you get lost. The Miao man stuck between her tongues wanted to dance for you and finally fell in love with this country.

47 nights are cold, the lights are dim, the ambiguity is exhausted, and the song is euphemistic. Complex experience carved deep lines in my eyes, and I turned to carve a flower.

I sing with my bare hands, you play Chopin, but I am blind. I have been wandering for so long, but I don't want to go home, because if you are not at home, I will never have a home.

5 1 I am not afraid to let you hear those gossips that are entangled in the middle of the night, and I am not afraid to let the whole world hear them. I'm afraid you'll hear and believe.

As long as there is a view in my heart, where is the fragrance of flowers? 53. In those years, with the curtain call of prosperity and unwillingness, an eternal flower opened.

I'll pawn in my next life, and I'll come to blood out with you in my next life. Love you, give you all the good things in my life, and then leave, let the kaleidoscope illuminate your eyes.

Roses have no fragrance, miss a person, miss a wound, don't cry, don't talk. The right side of happiness is barren.

58 is always doing two repetitive things, loving him and guarding him. Shh, my wound fell asleep.

Just for him to give up his ideal city and go to an unknown dawn of life and death. 6 1 I want to see a grand fashion autumn, and I will keep making a wish until things change rapidly and I am close to your smiling face.

62. The missed years have blossomed in the desert in the north, but they are barren in the spring and summer of reincarnation. How many streets have you walked and how many times will you think of me?

Repeated forbearance and repeated concessions brought lies to the banquet. Some people say that memory is a bridge, but it leads to a lonely prison.

I have gone through all my sorrows, and the saddest thing is that you didn't come to the end. I have gone through all despair, and the most desperate thing is that you are still at the starting point.

Who travels around the world without a box of masks these days? I'm just sad that I can't grow old with you and never have a chance to see your smile again. You and I are strangers, and it is a blessing to meet.

I hope to meet you at a beautiful street corner and then meet myself.

6. I want to know the poem about flowers 1. Wait until the mountain is on holiday, and I'll come back at chrysanthemum time.

(Meng Haoran: passing by the old village) 2. A pot of wine from the flowers, I drink it alone. No one is with me. (Li Bai: drinking the bright moon alone) 3. But now I think of that night, that storm, I don't know how many flowers I folded.

(Meng Haoran: Chun Xiao) 4. Petals fall like tears, and lonely birds sing their sadness. (Du Fu: "Spring Hope") 5. Look at the red and wet place, the flowers in Jinguancheng are heavy.

(Du Fu: Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night) 6. A secluded place with a bamboo path, branches and flowers went to a Buddhist retreat. (Chang Jian: Meditation after the Broken Mountain Temple) 7. Huang Si's maiden is full of flowers, and thousands of them are low.

(Du Fu: Looking for Flowers Alone by the Riverside) 8. The flowers are nothing, but they seem to meet the face. (Yan Shu: Huanxisha) 9. Egrets fly in front of mount cisse, peach blossoms flow, and mandarin fish are fat.

(Zhang: Fishing Song) 10. Excuse me, where is the restaurant? The shepherd boy points to Xinghua Village. (Du Mu: Tomb-Sweeping Day) 1 1. Just like the strong wind in spring, it blows at night and blows open the petals of ten thousand pear trees.

(Cen Can: (A song of white snow sends Tian Shuji Wu home)) 12. The first tree in Xiyan Lake, my home, all the flowers are pale ink marks. (Mumei, Wang Mian) 13. Beautiful scenery in the evening, fragrant flowers and plants in the spring breeze. Du Fu's quatrains 14. After the flowers are gathered into honey, they are sweet to everyone. Wheat flowers are white and cauliflower is scarce. (Fan Chengda's Four Seasons Pastoral Miscellaneous 16. Three autumn leaves can blossom in February. (Tang) Li Qiao (Joe) 17. At sunrise, river flowers are redder than fire, and in spring, the river is as green as blue. (Bai Juyi: Memorizing Jiangnan 18. Stop and sit in the maple grove late, and the frost leaves bloom in February. (Du Mu's Mountain Walk) 19. It's not that chrysanthemums are favored among flowers, but that this flower is more barren. (Yuan Zhen's Chrysanthemum) 20. The children rushed after Huang Die and flew in.

(Lu You's Tour of Shanxi Village) 23. I want apricot flowers to get wet in the rain, and another village will have a bright future. (Zhinan's quatrains) 24. Peach blossom is a bunch of ownerless, lovely deep red and light red. (Du Fu's Looking for Flowers Alone by the River) 25. The spring city is full of flowers, and the east wind is cold and willows are oblique.

(Han Yi's Cold Food) 26. There are wild grass flowers on Suzaku Bridge, and the sunset is oblique in Wuyi Lane. (Liu Yuxi's Wuyi Lane) 27. Once you walk two or three miles, there are four or five smoke villages.

The pavilions are six or seven, and the flowers bloom in eighty or ninety. (Shao Yong's "One Go to Two Sanli") 28. Thousands of feet in Taohuatan is not as good as Wang Lun's.

(Li Bai: To Wang Lun) 29. It was a long time ago that I met her, but since we separated, the time has become longer, the east wind is blowing and a hundred flowers are blooming. (Li Shangyin: Untitled) 30. Mistletoe leaves fall on the mountain road and the flower wall is bright.

(Wen, "Good Morning Walk") 3 1. Don't worry, the curtain rolls west wind, and people are thinner than yellow flowers. (Li Qingzhao's "Drunken Flowers") 32. There are wild grass flowers on Suzaku Bridge, and the sunset is oblique in Wuyi Lane.

(Liu Yuxi's Wuyi Lane) 33. Daohuaxiang says it's a good year. Listen to the frogs. (Xin Qiji, "Xijiang Yue? Walking in the middle of Huangsha Road at night) 34. I would rather die holding incense in the branches than blowing it into the flowers.

(Zheng Sixiao's Cold Chrysanthemum) 35. Just look at the forest and listen to Suzaku's answer. (Li Bai's On Leaving the Tomb of Prime Minister Fang) 36. A flower suddenly changes, and a hundred flowers blossom.

(Plum Blossom by Chen Liang) 37. In April, the beauty of the world is exhausted, and the peach blossoms in the mountain temple are blooming. (Bai Juyi's Peach Blossom in Dalin Temple) 38. There's nothing wrong with the flowers, as if I met Yan.

? (Yan Shu's "Huanxisha") 39. There are no flowers on the tree, and birds are singing all the way to Chunshan. (Li Hua's Improvisation in Spring) 40. On sunny days, it is windy and rainy, the grass is full of flowers and the water is full of streams.

Yang Wanli, in Sangcha Tunnel.

7. The poem 1, "When will there be a bright moon?"

Author Su Shi, Song Dynasty

Chen Bing Mid-Autumn Festival, happily drank the next morning, drunk, wrote this word, and missed my brother Su Zhe.

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 out what shadows look like on the earth.

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 are sad and happy, and they are separated and reunited. The moon has yin and yang, and there are gains and losses. Nothing is perfect, even in the past. I hope people will live for a long time and have a good scenery thousands of miles away.

Vernacular translation:

On the Mid-Autumn Festival in Chen Bing, I drank happily until the next morning, got drunk, wrote this word, and missed my brother Su Zhe. When did the bright moon begin to appear? I raised my glass and asked the distant sky. I don't know the date of the palace in heaven. I want to ride the breeze back to the sky, but I'm afraid that the buildings built by Meiyu can't stand the cold of nine days. Dancing under the moon and enjoying the clear shadows is not like on the earth.

The moon revolves around the scarlet pavilion, hanging low on the carved window, shining on the sleepy self. Mingyue shouldn't have any resentment against people, should she? Why is it round when people are gone? People have joys and sorrows, and the moon changes from sunny to sunny. This kind of thing has been difficult to be comprehensive since ancient times. I only hope that all the relatives in this world can be safe and healthy, and even if they are thousands of miles apart, they can enjoy this beautiful moonlight.

2. "When is the spring flower and autumn moon?"

Author Li Yu

When is the moon in spring and autumn? How much do you know about the past? The small building was easterly again last night, and the old country could not bear to look back on the moon.

Carved fences and jade bricks should still exist, but Zhu Yan changed them. How much sadness can you have? Like a river flowing eastward.

Vernacular translation:

When does this year's time end? I know how many things happened in the past! Last night, the spring breeze blew from the small building again. How can I bear the pain of missing my hometown in this bright night?

Carefully carved railings and jade steps should still be there, but the people I miss are aging. Ask me how much sadness I have in my heart, just like this endless spring water rolling east.

3. Moonlit Night/jathyapple

Author Liu, Tang Dynasty

The moonlight is deeper than half a house, and the big dipper is withered south.

Tonight, through the green screen window, I know that spring is warm and the sound of insects is fresh.

Vernacular translation:

The night is still deeper, and the moonlight only illuminates half of the family, and the other half is hidden in the darkness. The Big Dipper is tilted, so is Nandou.

I didn't know the arrival of spring until tonight. Outside the screen window reflected by leaves, the chirping insects came to the house for the first time.

4. Liu Yong

Author He, Tang Dynasty

Jasper dressed as a tree, hanging down ten thousand green silk tapestries.

I don't know who cut the thin leaves, but the spring breeze in February is like scissors.

Vernacular translation:

Tall willows are covered with new green leaves, and soft willows hang down like ten thousand green ribbons fluttering gently.

Whose skillful hand cut off this thin young leaf? It turned out to be the warm spring breeze in February. It's like a pair of clever scissors.

I thought of my brothers in Shandong when I was on holiday in the mountains.

Author Wang Wei, Tang Dynasty

I am a lonely stranger in a strange land, and I miss my family more often during the holidays.

When I think of my brothers' bodies climbing high, I will feel a little regret for not being able to reach me.

Vernacular translation:

Being alone is always a bit bleak, and I miss my distant relatives every time I go to the Double Ninth Festival.

Far away, I feel sorry for myself when I think of my brothers climbing high with dogwood.