The development of the Silk Road is closely related to the prosperity of frontier poems in Tang Dynasty. In a sense, the Silk Road is also a poetic road.
Three customs: beautiful customs and military customs.
Three levels.
"Birds know the snow, birds fly. Harada has no surplus grain, and the city is empty at sunset. The tuas worry about the world, one line a year. Play Zheng Xia in the morning, and the horse's feet are jingling. Double-walled hidden, unable to know the brightness. The ice is white and the clouds are flat. I believe the ancients said that pain can't be real. "
This is the Qinqin Gorge written by the Tang Dynasty poet Chu Guangxi in his poem Qinqin Gorge. Playing Zhengxia is the three levels of Guyuan. The poem describes the three scenic spots.
2. Writing Peng Yang's Autumn Composition The hot summer has passed, and the sun is no longer roasting the earth. The weather is getting colder, yellow leaves are falling gently from the trees, and the children have changed into sweaters. Oh, autumn is coming!
You see, the breeze is blowing gently, and ripples appear on the river, just like a colorful silk fluttering on the water; The chirp of cicadas in the Woods was replaced by the whistling wind; The dead leaves on the trees are falling. Suddenly, there are many yellow butterflies flying in the air. On the tree-lined path in the forest in cold autumn, the fallen leaves slowly drift into the grass. Blending with the golden hay, the earth jumped up like a thick "quilt" and slept quietly.
The autumn wind blew away the summer flowers and birds, and a beautiful picture of autumn scenery was presented to people. At this time, did you see the lingering autumn rain in the painting?
I woke up one morning and heard a tinkling rain, as if it were a cheerful and lively piece of music. The continuous autumn rain slowly fell on the ground, splashing round little drops of water on the fallen leaves on the ground! The glass on the balcony is green, the wide thin leaves are washed clean by lingering autumn rain, and crystal beads are hung on the green leaves, which looks so beautiful. This is enough to show the charm and beauty of autumn rain, which embodies the beauty of all rain! There is the gentleness of light rain, the tenacity of heavy rain and the gentleness of spring rain. The winter rain has been delayed ... I don't know how long it took, and the autumn rain gradually stopped, washing everything more colorful. It can be said that "the autumn rain moistens things silently"! Otherwise, how can it make the autumn colors so bright?
3. As soon as it rained in spring, the white apricot blossoms were covered with branches. The elegant fragrance came to the nose. Soon, the apricot flowers in the garden are in full bloom! Winter snow hangs on the treetops like autumn frost on the branches. The apricot blossom is red in white, and its red stamen drops like a drop of blood on the snow. It is simple and elegant, has a natural charm and never competes with other flowers.
When you come to the countryside today, you can see the apricot blossoms all over the mountain from a distance. It's beautiful! Apricot blossoms symbolize purity and simplicity. I love apricot flowers, but I love their indomitable spirit even more. Why do you say that? Because, after other flowers bloom, they can only bloom for three or five days at most, while apricot flowers will not wither for more than half a month. It is not afraid of cold spring, nor of ruthless snow, rain and frost. Its strong spirit is worth learning from each of us. Soon after, apricot blossoms fell, falling from trees like snow, like beautiful petal rain, like being in a fairy tale world. I picked up the petals on the ground, made a delicate small sachet, embroidered beautiful and elegant begonia flowers on it, and hung them on the door handle.
From then on, as long as I smell the elegant fragrance, I will always think of the time when apricot flowers are in full bloom. That scene can't be described in words, and I deeply miss it and will always remember it in my heart.
4. Liu Zuoshi: He Biyu dressed as a tree, with a tapestry of thousands of strands of moss hanging down.
I don't know who cut the thin leaves, but the spring breeze in February is like scissors. Bai Juyi, a tree in Qingmen Liutang, was heartbroken and once fell into the hatred of several people.
Send more farewells near the Doumen, and fold the strip in half to reduce the spring breeze. At the beginning of the strange cloud in Chang' an Guangjiu, the yellow willow has been new.
The sky is different from the garden, and spring comes first. The color is light and slightly dew, and the silk is light but not dusty.
I want to break one and go back to this morning. Linchuan sees the new willow and Tang Cui, but he doesn't see the river head for three or four days, and Liu Laojin is at the bridge.
The south bank of the bank crosses the north, and it is filled with rain and smoke. The place where my hometown leads my dreams is twice as prosperous and declining as other countries.
The grass in Tingzhou is all the same color, and everyone knows how to kill it. When the wind is slow in Liutang and Cuizhang, smoke is dragged and water is blown.
If you annoy the general, you will be tied to a short branch. Zhang Lang's bones are soft and thin, and her waist is light and hungry.
My hometown has not returned, and my heart hurts. The topic of Liu Tang is all over the world, where is the shadow dance?
Emerald color can't be folded, leave more feelings. Caged on the shore after the rain, smoke on the Suihe River.
It has its own good name, followed by Qin Song. Du Mu of Tang Dynasty in Liu Xin, the wind can't move, and his waist looks like envy.
The shade didn't cover the long dike water, and the golden spike greeted Yuan Chun first. A few sad roads, a branch, the rain sees the dust.
More is the departure outside the east gate, fearing to kill the opposite person. Liu Jue said that several trees of Du Mu in Tang Dynasty have newly opened green shadows, and they are full of amorous feelings, so they are fascinated by spring.
Fan Chuan, the old country hates her, half built the village bridge and half blew the stream. Liu tang style shakes, and the embankment is soft and silky.
You'll know when you're strong, but it's hard to persist when you're weak. Learn to dance branches and turn sleeves to make up Ye Mei.
How to climb, bosom friend and poetry. A cage of gold thread bent the bridge of Liutang Hanwo, and several children broke her waist.
But the spirit and standard are there, and spring is still long. Liu Tang and Han Cong broke the green strips in willow songs and moved to Jindian to plant blue clouds.
Shang Yang's maid-in-waiting made a noise and then came back to dance with her waist. At the end of Liu, Tang and Han dynasties, the snow was all poured, the shadows were hazy, the warm wind was late, and the early warbler returned.
If you leave spring with thin leaves, you must tie the long strips to shine. Pengze is still depressed, and the Sui embankment is ownerless and reluctant.
In the world, people hate this, but pedestrians give it away. Hanwo, who was in the prosperous Tang Dynasty, couldn't resist the rain and dragged the wind, and his whole body was powerless to hang down to people.
Jade fiber is folded, like the hand of Guanyin. Liu Tang, Li Jiao, Liu Yang, dense, golden embankment evergreen.
Flowers are like snow in front of the courtyard, and leaves are like clouds between the buildings. The column is divided into Dragon Shadow and Fangchi writes Phoenix.
How to play the flute? It's like thinking about you. In the Tang Dynasty, Li Shangyin lived in a small and graceful garden, which was graceful to the east of Quchi.
The fairy clothes are full of wind when she hangs down to the ground. Seven sages are better at bamboo, and three products are pine.
Heartbroken spirit and temple, the first royal jade seat is empty. By the time of Liu Tang, the snow in Jiangnan and Jiangbei described by Li Shangyin began to disappear.
Ba 'an has climbed the guest's hand, and Chu Palace has danced first. Qingming brings rain to the official road, and the night wind blows the wild bridge.
If the thread is like silk, it is hatred, and Wang Sungui has a long way to go. During the Liu Tang period, Li Shangyin danced with Dongfeng and swam in the Spring Garden.
How to get to the late autumn season, it's already sunset, and Qiu Chan laments a scene. Liu Tang Jong Li turned away from the pavilion, and spring was full of hands.
Flowers are not gorgeous, but soft and affectionate. The moon clips the river, and the wind shakes the wild warbler.
Suidi March dusk, flying catkins want to vertical and horizontal.