But since the water is still flowing, although we cut it with a sword, sadness will come back, even though we drown them with wine. Xie Tiao Building in Xuanzhou sends off the school book Shu Yun.
3. Yanshan snowflakes are as big as seats, and pieces of them blow off Xuanyuantai. Popular in the north
Since God has given talents, let them be used! , spin one thousand silver, all back! . Invite for a drink
5. You didn't see how the water of the Yellow River moved out of heaven and into the ocean, never to return; Have you seen the lovely hair in the bright mirror in the high room, although it is still silky black in the morning, it turns into snow at night? Invite for a drink
Oh, let a man with spirit take risks where he wants to go, and never point his golden cup at the moon empty! . Invite for a drink
7. The green hills on both sides of the strait are opposite, and the lonely sails come from the sun. Wangtianmen mountain
8. Sailing alone in the blue sky, only the Yangtze River flows in the sky. Farewell to Meng Haoran on the way to Yangzhou from Yellow Crane Tower.
9, flying three thousands of feet, suspected that the Milky Way fell for nine days. Look at Lushan Waterfall
10, three mountains and a half fall out of the sky, and Bailuzhou is full of water. Climb the Phoenix Terrace in Nanjing.
1 1, laugh and watch the sky go out. I'm from Artemisia. Children in Nanling don't enter Beijing.
The highest cliff is less than a foot from heaven, and the withered pine trees hang low on the cliff surface. The road to Shu, so steep, steeper than Heaven.
13, a cloud rises between the light of heaven and me, hiding his city from my melancholy heart. Climb the Phoenix Terrace in Nanjing.
I will think of you in the clouds, so think of me in the sunset. See a friend off
15, which is the end of the mountain and the beginning of the plain. The river winds through the wilderness. Farewell friends at Jingmen Ferry.
16, Lin Ping is misty, and Hanshan area is sad and melancholy. Bodhisattva-level people
17, I have sorrow in my heart. When the moon is bright, I will always follow you until Yelangxi. "I heard that Wang Changling left and moved to Longbiaoyao to send this."
18, Taohuatan is deeper than thousands of feet and not as good as Wang Lun. A gift for Wang Lun.
19, white hair, three thousands of feet, long sorrow. Song Pu of Autumn
20. Oh, when will the Tatar army be conquered and when will my husband come back from the long battle! . Midnight Wu Ge
2 1, until, holding up my cup, I asked the bright moon to bring me my shadow and make the three of us. Drink the moon alone.
On the 22nd, on both sides of the ape's cry, the canoe has passed Chung Shan Man. Baidi City was released in advance.
23. The ladies-in-waiting are like full spring palace, but today only partridges can fly. Visiting ancient Vietnam and China.
Today, people can't see the ancient moon. This month, they have taken photos of the ancients. Borrow wine for the moon.
25. Oh, how can I bow and scrape to those people with high status and important positions? They never want to be seen with a sincere face. Dream of oil and Tianmu singing goodbye
2. Li Bai's poems about teachers pursue harmony, respecting teachers and living in seclusion.
The mountain peak is steep, and Capricorn's day is free from the memory of that year.
Clear the thick clouds for the ancient road of Gu Shan, and the strange trees listen to the painting springs.
Warm flowers lie on green cows, white cranes sleep on high pine branches.
Talk to the teacher, the river has been shrouded in dusk, I want to walk alone in the cold mountain clouds.
The first couplet of the poem is "a group of towering skyscrapers". It is remarkable to write from a big place without remembering the year. "Steep" is the trend of strong peaks, "blue" is its color, supplemented by the word "skyscraper", and the spectacular scene is exhausted. These are some secluded places where teachers are always respected. The word "free and unfettered" in the next sentence eulogizes the attitude towards life that always respects teachers and values Taoism and transcends vulgarity; "Don't remember the year" is to supplement the meaning of "carefree", stay away from the hubbub, and even bother to count the passage of time. The first sentence describes the scenery, the second sentence describes people, and the scenery is also about people. Man and scenery are integrated, lofty, straight and eternal.
Zhuan Xu's poem "Searching for the Ancient Road by Pulling Clouds, Listening to the Flowing Spring by Relying on Stones" closely follows the theme of the poem and deliberately writes "Seeking". The words "dial" and "beg" are wonderful, which vividly reproduce the climbing behavior and modality of the seeker. After struggling to climb over the misty Yan Dan Cui Bi, the poet leaned against the long vines, enjoying the scenery in the mountains and listening to the flowing spring songs. The last sentence is about the difficulty and fun of writing from a visual point of view; The next sentence comes from the hearing of mo Xiang, and the flowing spring is crisp and refreshing.
The necklace couplet "Flowers are warm, green cows lie down, white cranes are loose and high asleep" depicts the beautiful, quiet and fairyland-like environment of Yongzun's residence with colorful thick pens. The seclusion place is decorated with green cows and white cranes and set off by flowers and pines, which makes the realm of quietness, serenity and quiet beauty of "lying" and "sleeping" vivid.
The couplet "Talk to the riverside at dusk, smoke alone" splashes a beautiful and meaningful picture with plain and cold colors. The word "Yu Lai" in the previous sentence omits the details of the conversation between the poet and Yong Zun, but it is conceivable that they are in harmony and have a speculative conversation. Drinking heartily, I didn't realize it was dusk, so I had to break up. The poet walked down the blue peak of the skyscraper shrouded in cold smoke alone. The word "Xia" not only echoes the first sentence, but also has a different taste. When used together with the words "dusk", "independence" and "cold" in a couplet, people feel cold.
3. Poems about Li Bai's primary school > o Look at Lushan Waterfall, incense burners in the sun produce purple smoke. Looking at the waterfall in Qianchuan, it is suspected that the Milky Way has fallen for nine days. Think about the bright light at the foot of my bed. Could it have frosted? Looking up, I found that the moonlight was sinking back. I suddenly remembered home in the quiet night. Qiu Ge and thousands of feet had white hair, and the fate seemed to be long. I don't know where to get autumn frost in the mirror. The Yellow Crane Tower, Meng Haoran's farewell on his way to Yangzhou, said goodbye to the Yellow Crane Tower. Fireworks fly down in Yangzhou in March, and the shadow in the distance is blue. Only the birds sitting alone on Jingting Mountain in the Yangtze River are flying high. Lonely clouds go to leisure alone. I never get tired of looking at each other. Only Jingting Mountain can walk for hours without knowing the moon. It is called Bai Panyu. Some people suspect that Yao Taijing is flying at the end of Qingyun Mountain. (Immortals hang down their feet, laurel trees circle. The white rabbit has made a fortune, who else can he eat with? Toad eclipse the round shadow, Daming night has gone. The past has fallen to nine, and the heavens and the earth are clear and foolproof. Vaginal essence is confused, and looking at it is not enough. Worried? Sorrow destroys the heart and soul. ) The primary school textbook only gave Wang Lun the first four sentences. Li Bai was going by boat when she suddenly heard the song on the shore. Peach Blossom Pond is deeper in thousands of feet than in Wang Lun. Looking at Tianmen Mountain in the distance, Tianmen River is interrupted, and clear water flows back here. The green hills on both sides of the strait are opposite, and the sails come alone. Leave Bai Di City early to Caiyun, Bai Di, and return to Jiangling in one day. Apes on both sides of the Taiwan Strait
4. Li Bai's Poetry Li Bai (a famous romantic poet in Tang Dynasty)
Li Bai (70 1 -762), whose real name is Taibai, also known as "purple laity" and "fallen fairy", was a great romantic poet in the Tang Dynasty, and was praised as "poetic fairy" by later generations, and was also called "Du Li" with Du Fu. In order to distinguish himself from two other poets, Li Shangyin and Du Mu, that is, "Little Du Li", Du Fu and Li Bai merged again. According to the Book of the New Tang Dynasty, Li Bai is the ninth grandson of Gui Li, the king of Liang, and he is a descendant of all kings. He is cheerful and generous, loves to drink and write poems, and likes to make friends.
Li Bai's Complete Poems contains 98 1 poems.
Complete works of Li Bai (98 1) Complete works of Li Bai (98 1)
5. About Li Bai's classic poem 1, the most desolate scenery description poem: how the water of the Yellow River moved out of heaven and entered the ocean, never to return.
2. The most confident poem: I was born useful, spinning a thousand pieces of silver, come back! ! 3, the most arrogant and unruly poem: Laughing and going out, my generation is Artemisia! 4. The most helpless poem: The road is long, but it's Xiu Yuan. 5. The most popular sad poem: But since the water is still flowing, although we cut it with a sword, it is even more sad to raise a glass.
(Gu Long's favorite quote) 6. The most subtle landscape description poem: the clouds are dark and the rain is dark, and the stream is light and foggy. 7. Poetry has become a classic idiom: one person's strength is above ten thousand people.
8. The most soul-stirring landscape description poem: It flies down three thousands of feet, and it is suspected that the Milky Way has set for nine days. 9. The most tearful poem: It's embarrassing to drift away, and I can't eat it after three thanks.
10, China people are most familiar with the most classic poem: My foot of the bed is so bright, will it have frosted? . I looked up at the moon and looked down, feeling nostalgic.
1 1, the most lyrical poem: Peach Blossom Pond is deeper than thousands of feet, not as good as Wang Lun. 12, the most embarrassing poem: ask Yu why he lives in the blue mountain and laugh without answering his heart.
Peach blossoms are opening, and it is another world. 13, the most romantic and affectionate poem: I will think of you in the clouds, so think of me in the sunset.
14, the purest poem: When you, my love, ride a bamboo horse, run in circles and throw your childhood. 15, the most melancholy poem: the grass in your north is as blue as jade, and the mulberries here are bent into moss.
When you miss your hometown, you were missed and sad a long time ago. 16, the most heroic poem: ah, how can I solemnly bow and scrape to those high officials who will never be seen with sincere faces! 17, the richest poem: spinning a thousand pieces of silver, all back! .
18, The Most Killing Poem: Xiangyun Paixiao Array, Killing He Changhong. 19, the most chic poem: The Yellow River falls into the East China Sea, and Wan Li writes it in his heart.
20. The noblest poem: Luo Wei curled up, as if someone was opening, and the moon was straight in, with no intention of guessing. 2 1, the poem that most violates the party's ethnic policy and is not conducive to building a harmonious society: the enemy can be destroyed, the head can be destroyed, and the intestines are involved in blood.
Hanging in the sky, with beard and purple plug buried. Hu Wuming, Han Daochang.
22. The poem that we changed badly: Li Bai was about to go by boat when he suddenly heard the cry for help in the water and jumped with a splash. He picked it up and saw that it was Wang Lun. 23. The noblest and most self-rewarding poem: whitewashing the pipa.
24. The most ambitious poem: The bright moon rises from the mountains in the sky. In the infinite haze of the sea of clouds, the wind blows through Yumenguan from thousands of miles away. 25. The most artistic poem-Lanling is full of wine and nectar, and the jade bowl is full of amber light.
But it's not just a foreign land that intoxicated the host. 26. The most carefree poem-Li Bai's drinking poem 100, sleeping in a restaurant in Chang 'an.
The son of heaven didn't get on the boat and claimed that I was Brewmaster! 27. The bleakest poem: the west wind setting the sun, the tomb of the Han family. 28. The most helpless poem: Friends in the circle of friends take time off, and jade is empty.
(Otherwise, there is a saying, "The scenery is not good at present, and Cui Hao writes poems on it.". 29. The most backbone poem: Swear not to bow down to serve the powerful, and those who suffer losses will never show an honest face.
30. The most obscene poem: The beauty is coming, and the eyes are full of flowers. When a beauty goes, she stays on the bed, and the embroidery on the bed is not rolled up. It has been fragrant for three years. People don't come until the fragrance goes out.
Acacia yellow leaves fall, white dew moss. 3 1, the fastest poem: ten steps to kill one person, a thousand miles to stay! 32. The poem most in line with Jin Yong's setting: three cups of spit promises, five mountains are light. 33. The most free and easy poem: Two people blossom in the mountains, one cup after another.
I'm so drunk that I'm going to sleep. Ming Dynasty is going to play the piano. 34. The most profound poem: The sober man and saint in the old days were forgotten, and only the drinker kept his name.
35. The most affectionate poem: You are a radish grass and your concubine is a dodder flower. A hundred feet away, lingering into a family. 36. The most philosophical poem: Today people don't see Gu Yue, but this month they took photos of the ancients.
Both ancient people and modern people like the flow of water, such is the common moon. 37. The simplest poem: The fire shines on the heavens and the earth, and the red star is in chaos.
On the night of the moon, copper smelters sang, and their songs resounded through the cold valley. 38. The most lovesick poem: autumn wind is clear, autumn moon is bright.
When the fallen leaves gather and disperse, Western jackdaw in the west will be surprised, and lovesickness will know when to meet. At this time, this night is embarrassing! 39. The most exquisite landscape description poem: Clouds are dark because of rain, and streams are light because of fog. 40. The most heroic poem: One day, I will ride the wind and waves, sail straight and cross the deep sea.
("It should be that the fairy got drunk and smashed the white clouds." The sentence is also heroic enough) 4 1, the most tearful poem: It's a pity that I am drifting away from my mother, and I can't eat it after three thanks.
42. The most fascinating poem: I pulled out my dagger, and I peeped in four directions in vain. (seems to want to cut people? ) .43. The most error-prone poem: But for a period of time, I still had these friends, which made me happy at the end of spring.
44. Poetry has become the most classic idiom: one person's strength is above ten thousand people. 45. The saddest poem: From from a pot of wine among the flowers, drinking alone. No one is with me.
46. The most stretching poem: "The mountain is flat and primitive, and the river winds through the wilderness". (Much like Du Fu's "The stars come down from the clearing and the moon comes up from the river". Hu Yinglin in Ming Dynasty seems to have compared these two sentences and thought that Du Fu's poems were "too strong" and slightly inferior to Shi Li.
I personally prefer the phrase "the mountain is flat and primitive, and the river winds through the wilderness". ) 47. I like Li Bai's poem best: a strong woman in the business world doesn't know how to forget her country and hate her, and wants to sing "Flowers in the backyard cross the river".
48. The most spectacular poem: I climbed to the top. I look around the world, and the vast rivers are gone forever. The sky is grey and windy, and the river flows like a snow-capped mountain.
49. My favorite poem: Let me sing a song for you! Please listen to me. 50. The most generous poem: five flowers, a golden jubilee, hand-delivered to teenagers, in exchange for good wine.
6. To describe the most desolate scenery in Li Bai's classic poems: how the water of the Yellow River goes out of heaven and into the ocean, never to return.
The most confident poem: I was born useful, spinning a thousand pieces of silver, come back! ! The most arrogant and uninhibited sentence: laugh at the sky and go out, are we Artemisia people? The most helpless poem: The road is long, but it's Xiu Yuan. However, since the water is still flowing, although we use the sword to cut it, it is most in line with Jin Yong's plan to spit out three cups of Xu, and the five mountains are lighter in sad poems, raising a glass to eliminate sorrow.
Fang De and his son quoted how beautiful she looked, opened the poem "Pearl Window" that Li Bai used to pick up girls, and then sat there frowning deeply. I only saw her tears wet her cheeks, and I don't know if she hates herself or herself.
The most exquisite landscape description: clouds are darkened by the darkness of rain, and streams are pale by the pallor of fog. Poetry has become a classic idiom: one person's strength is above ten thousand people.
The most thrilling description of the scenery: the flying stream goes straight down to thousands of feet, and it is suspected that the Milky Way has set for nine days. The loneliest feeling: until, holding up my cup, I asked the bright moon, which brought me my shadow and made us three most puzzling sentences. I pulled out my dagger and peeped at the most tearful poems in four directions in vain: This is a shame, drifting from mother to mother, you can't eat three thanks.
China people are most familiar with the classic poem: There is such bright light at the foot of my bed, is there frost already? . I looked up at the moon and looked down, feeling nostalgic.
The most artistic poem: the mountain is flat and primitive, and the river winds through the wilderness. The saddest sentence: I pulled out my dagger from a pot of wine among the flowers, and when I was drinking alone, I peeped in four directions in vain. No one accompanied me, it was the most wretched one: when a beautiful woman came, it was full of flowers, and when she left, she stayed in bed, embroidered and rolled up. So far, I have never been tired of hearing Yu Xiang's most artistic poems for three years, only Jingting Mountain.
The most ambitious: kill one person in ten steps and stay a thousand miles away! The brightest sunshine incense burner produces purple smoke, and the bloodiest ones prepare themselves with their teeth and fangs, killing people like hemp. The most backbone is to swear never to bow down to serve the powerful, the least to suffer is a sincere face, and the most helpless is a sincere face. Cui Hao wrote a poem about the strongest life. He drank wine and climbed the stairs.
The most insincere: sigh. The most depressing poem: Big Pengfei, eight generations of shock, heaven is powerless to destroy.
The afterwind excited me. I swam with the help of mulberry trees. Later generations have this story, Zhong Ni died, who cried! The most Bai Juyi style: Li Bai was about to go by boat when he suddenly heard singing on the shore.
The most ambitious: the bright moon rises from the mountains in the sky, and in the infinite haze of the sea of clouds, the wind blows through Yumen Pass from thousands of miles away. The most sensational: Peach Blossom Pond is deeper in thousands of feet than in Wang Lun.
The most embarrassing thing: ask Yu why he lives in the blue mountain, and smile without answering his heart. Peach blossoms are opening, and it is another world.
The most romantic and affectionate: I will think of you in the clouds, so think of me in the sunset. The purest: when you, my love, ride a bamboo horse, run in circles and throw your childhood.
Most resentful: the grass in your north is blue as jade, and the mulberry here is curved and green. When you miss your hometown, you were missed and sad a long time ago.
The bleakest west wind setting sun, the most heroic cloud of Han tombs: Ah, how can I bow and scrape to those high-ranking officials whose sincere faces will never be seen! Helpless poem: when friends take time off, jade looks empty. The richest sentence: spin 1000 pieces of silver, all come back! .
Most bloodthirsty: Xiangyun lives in the dawn array, and He Changhong is bloodthirsty. The most chic: The Yellow River falls into the East China Sea, and Wan Li writes it in his heart.
The most sublime: the curtains are rolled up, as if someone is pulling them open, and the moon is coming in directly, with no intention of guessing. Other widely circulated poems, two people fall in love, one cup after another.
I'm so drunk, I'm going to bed. When the Ming Dynasty first arrived, it snowed at night. What a lovely piano locked in a bright mirror! Since the world can't satisfy our desire, I will loosen my hair and go fishing tomorrow. Acacia knows when to meet. At this time, it is embarrassing to know that the soldier is the murder weapon. Pulling out my dagger's face, I peeped around in the void mountain, and the peach blossom pool was deep in thousands of feet, not as good as Wang Lun's affair. I brushed my clothes and hid them, and the apes on both sides of the strait cried. The canoe has passed Chung Shan Man. I sang. The moon encouraged me, and my dance was messy.
One day, I will ride the wind and waves, sail straight up, ride the wind across the deep-sea Dapeng, and soar nine Wan Li! We all hold high our yearning for the distance and want to go to the sky to embrace the sun and the moon. Since yesterday, I have to leave Bolt and me behind. It hurts my heart even more today.
Autumn geese are escorted by Changfeng, and I treat them in this villa and drink my wine. The bones of great writers are all your brushes. In Tianyuan, I grew up beside you, Xiao Xie.
We all yearn for the distance and want to go to the blue sky to embrace the bright moon. But since the water is still flowing, although we cut it with our swords and raise our glasses to drown our sorrows.
Since the world can't satisfy our desire, I will loosen my hair and get on a fishing boat tomorrow.