Du Fu

Good rain knows the season, when spring comes.

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

The wild path is dark, and the river is bright.

Look at the red and wet place, the flowers in Jinguancheng are heavy.

Eight sides fortress

Du Fu

The three kingdoms, divided, have always been bound by his greatness, the famous eight-array map.

This river won't divert the stones from your disposal, and you will always regret that you will destroy Wu's unwise.

spring scenery

Du Fu

Chang' an fell, the country was broken, and only the mountains and rivers remained; Spring has come, and the sparsely populated Chang' an city is densely forested. Sad state, can not help but burst into tears, amazing birds, leaving sorrow and hate.

The war lasted for more than half a year, and letters from home were rare, with a hundred thousand gold. Twisting with melancholy, scratching my head and thinking, the more I scratch my white hair, I can hardly insert a hairpin.

Recover the north and south of the Yellow River

Du Fu

The news of this distant western station! The north has been recovered! At first, I couldn't stop crying on my coat.

Where are my wife and son? There is not a trace of sadness on their faces. However, I packed my books and poems crazily.

On a green spring day, I began to go home, singing my songs loudly and drinking my wine.

Come back from this mountain, pass another mountain, go up from the south and then go north-to my own town! .

An old cypress song

Du Fu

Next to the Great Prime Minister's Temple, stands a Cooper with a green bronze trunk and a stone root.

It's raining with frost, and its cuiyu blue tip is two thousands of feet in the sky.

Since the era of a great ruler and great politician, their trees are now loved and respected by the people.

Clouds come from afar, from Wuya, and the snow peaks are reflected in the cold moon.

Yesterday I found in the east of Siting that ancient rulers and wise politicians were worshipping in a temple.

His trees and strange branches make the whole landscape old, although the colors of windows and doors are fresh.

The deep roots are so firmly rooted in the ground that its lonely branches can withstand the weight of the wind.

Its only protection of natural strength, integrity makes good luck.

When beams are needed to repair a big house, although cows shake their heads, they can't move a mountain.

Although a tree doesn't write a memorial, people understand that if you don't stop cutting, who will give it to you?

Its bitter heart may now be occupied by black ants and white ants, but its scented leaves used to be the nests of phoenixes and pheasants.

Let smart and hopeful people not complain. The bigger the wood, the harder it is to use.

Meet Li Guinian at the lower reaches of the river

Du Fu

In the Qi family, I often see your performances; Before urging the wine hall, I praised your art many times.

Never thought, in this Jiangnan scenic area; It is the season of falling flowers, and I can meet you, an old acquaintance.

Inward collapse

Du Fu

The length of a line is 4 thousand Li, and Hu rode for five or six years. The vegetation weakens and walks outside the sword,

Soldiers and soldiers blocked the old river. I miss my home, but I miss my brother. I watch the clouds and sleep during the day.

I heard that Heyang was going to win, and Stuart was worried about Youyan.

Offer flowers to the youth

Du Fu

The city music under the overpass is soft and melodious, half of it goes with the river wind and the other half floats into the clouds.

This kind of music should only be in heaven, where can I hear it several times?

Jia Xie's people's morning

Du Fu

Five nights, the sound missed the arrow, nine times drunk in spring. The flag is warm and the dragon and snake move.

Palace wind is slightly higher than sparrows. Cigarettes are full of sleeves, and poetry becomes pearls and jade.

Want to know the beauty of human silk, there are phoenix feathers on the pool today.

Bai you Ji hang

Du Fu

Recalling that I was a child at the age of fifteen, I was as healthy as a yellow calf. Pears and dates ripen in the first eight months of the court.

Trees can return a thousand times a day. It is suddenly 50, and there are only a few rows of sitting and lying.

Strong laughter is the host, and sadness is regarded as a collection of life troubles. The entrance is still empty,

My wife saw me in the same color. Idiot doesn't understand the father-son ceremony, which makes him angry and crows at the door for food.

Huanxisha

Du Fu

Seeing the fish in the dark red sun, even the village turned green and black, hiding in the dark at night, and all the yellow children got together.

Although elk are not used to meeting people, apes don't need to bark when they smell drums. When they come back, they will talk to Sanggu.

Huanxisha

Du Fu

Spin on red makeup to see the princess, the 3355 barbed fence door, rows through Luo Qian's skirt.

Young and old help the wheat harvest club, Wu Yuxiang Dance God Village, and the road is drunk at dusk.

Huanxisha

Du Fu

The leaves of hemp shine layer by layer, who cooks cocoon fragrance village.

The fence is charming and the words are distorted.

White-stem quinoa raises intoxicating eyes, smoothes green and softens hunger.

Ask when the bean leaves are yellow.

Huanxisha

Du Fu

Soft grass makes the rain fresh, light sand makes the road clean,

When do you clean the coupling? The sun is warm and mulberries splash.

When the wind comes, wormwood smells like smoke, and you are the middleman.

independence

Du Fu

There is a stork in the air and a Bai Ou in the river. It's easy to swim around when fighting the wind.

How wet the grass dew is, and the spider silk has not been harvested yet. Secrets are close to personnel, and independence is worrying.

A sobbing song by the river.

Du Fu

Shaoling night swallowed and began to cry. I quietly descended along the winding river like a shadow of spring.

There are thousands of palaces on the shore and new branches of willows. Who are you green for? .

I remember the colorful flags floating from the South Garden, which was full of colors.

The first lady of the kingdom, from the Sun Palace, waited on the emperor's royal chariot.

The cavalry in front of them were all holding bows and arrows, and discerning horses were chewing gold.

An archer, chest up, went through the clouds and hit a pair of birds with one arrow.

Where are those perfect eyes and those pearly teeth? A blood-stained soul has no home and nowhere to go.

A clear wave flowed eastward, crossing the Diaolou Mountain Path, and there was no news.

Compassionate people shed tears and hoped that she would be as eternal as rivers and flowers.

When I boarded the Tatar, in the dim twilight, the clouds were filled with dust and I wanted to forget the north and south and go to the south.

Leave the tomb of Prime Minister Fang

Du Fu

I had to come back from this distant place, and I dismounted next to your lonely grave.

The place where I stood was wet with my tears, and the sky was dark with broken clouds.

I once played chess with the Prime Minister, and now I want to take the dagger he wants to my master.

But I only saw petals falling, and I only heard Suzaku respond.

Song of chariots

Du Fu

Vehicles roared, soldiers sang, and soldiers and arrows were tied to their waists.

My parents, my parents, my wife and children all ran to see them. When they marched, the dust covered the sky and they couldn't see xian yangqiao.

Holding their clothes, they stopped crying, and their sad voices went up to the clouds.

When a passer-by asks a passer-by, you can only tell him that you are leaving.

Some people go to the north of the Yellow River at the age of fifteen, even if they go to the western border to open up wasteland at the age of forty.

Long in the middle, the hair is tied up with a headscarf, and when I come back, I am bald and guarding the border.

On the border, people's blood flows like the sea, while the heart of Emperor Wu is still beating for the war.

Haven't you heard that there are hundreds of villages covered with vegetation in 200 states east of Huashan Mountain?

Even if a strong woman plows the field with a hoe, nothing will grow on the crops in the field.

Moreover, the soldiers of the Qin Dynasty can fight hard, and there is no difference between chickens and dogs when they are rushed to fight.

No matter what demands are made on them, do they dare to complain? .

Just like this winter, we didn't stop the soldiers west of Hangukou from enlisting.

Faced with tax challenges, how do they pay? .

If you really know that boys are a bad thing, you might as well have a girl.

To have a daughter is to marry a neighbor, and we bury our son underground.

Didn't you see Qinghai Head, where all the old bones were abandoned?

The new ghost wails there, and the old one is loudest in the stormy dark sky.

Say goodbye to the old.

Du Fu

The empty countryside has never been peaceful in war. I am old, but there is no peace. Children and grandchildren were all killed on the battlefield, and war requires death.

Throw away the crutches and go out to fight. The same person in the same group shed tears for me. Fortunately, my teeth are good and my appetite is not diminished, and my sad body is as thin as firewood and withered.

Armored and armored, the man had no choice but to say goodbye to the leader. I am sad to hear my wife sleeping on the road, and I still have thin pants and sheets in winter.

Knowing that the last time we met, poor people and poor people didn't pity her. I can't go home yet, but I still listen to her urging me to do my best.

The defense of Tumen is strong, and the natural barrier in Xingzhen is difficult to smuggle. The situation is no longer the battle of the city in those days, even at the time of death.

There is joy and happiness in life, no matter you are cold, old and sick! Thinking of the peaceful young people in the past, they can't help sighing for a long time.

The army is generally recruiting troops, and the war has permeated Lu' an. The remains of a tree and a blade of grass, a blade of grass and a blade of grass, are all red on the beach.

War is everywhere in search of paradise on earth, and the emperor dare not hesitate to kill the enemy. Resolutely abandon the hut and go to the front, the sky is really broken!

Li Bai in spring

Du Fu

Li Bai's poems are unparalleled, and his superb creativity is far beyond ordinary people.

Li Bai's poems are the fresh wind of Yu Xin's poems and the backbone of Jun Zai's works.

Now, I am alone on the spring tree in Weibei, and you are on each side of the sun, sunset and sky in the southeast, and you can only miss.

When can we have another drink and discuss our poems?

The night watchman in the left courtyard of the palace

Du Fu

The low wall on the left side of the temple blocks the flowers. It is twilight, nightingale and a group of birds are singing.

In the palace, thousands of families seem to be flashing, approaching the announcement that there should be more moonlight.

I didn't dare to sleep at night, but I heard the key unlock the door, the night wind murmured, and the voice of missing floated to Grelott.

The next day, I had something important to do, and I was uneasy. I repeatedly asked about the geometry of the night?

Dan Qing presented it to General Cao Ba.

Du Fu

Jiang Caojun is a descendant of Cao Cao's descendants, but now he is reduced to a poor family.

Conquerors and their velvet perished, and the romance of literary talent still exists.

In calligraphy, your first master, Mrs. Wei, just didn't surpass it.

Indulge in painting, you know that the age of youth is coming. In fact, wealth and status are floating away like clouds to me.

During the Kaiyuan period, you spent a lot of time with the emperor and often accompanied him to Nanfengyuan.

The portrait of the hero in Lingyan Pavilion has faded, and Jiang Caojun can't brush away the repainted noodles.

The head wears a Jinshi crown, and the warrior wears a big feather arrow on his waist.

Male and female hair seems to be shaking, and they seem to be fighting in fierce battles.

The first emperor had a horse named Yuhua, and artists imitated it in various postures.

On that day, the jade flower was taken into the temple, and the red rank was erected at the palace gate to increase its prestige.

The emperor ordered you to unfold silk and prepare for painting, and you showed your intelligence and hard work in poor management.

After a while, the dragon horse appeared on the silk, which was much more mediocre than all generations of horses.

If a real horse falls on the emperor's bed, the picture of the horse's bed is the same as the rank of standing in front of the real horse.

The emperor smiled and urged the left and right to give you gold, and the servant and the groom were all stunned.

Han Gan, a student of the general, can draw a horse and has many good images.

Han Gan's painting shows no inner spirit, which often kills Liu Hua's horse of life.

The general's painting is beautiful, and the beauty lies in the painting. They are only willing to write a portrait for him.

Today, I sketch some trivial passers-by from time to time.

In your later years, you suffered from the eyes of the world, and no one in the world was so extremely poor as you.

From the earliest time, I have been reading records all day? ? Wrapped around him.

Pat clothes (when washing clothes)

Du Fu

I also know that if I don't come back, I will wipe the anvil in autumn. Near the bitter cold month, the feeling is long.

It's more like stamping and ironing. Exhausted boudoir, you listen to the empty voice.

Climb the peak

Du Fu

The wind is fast and high, the ape cries sadly, and the birds are circling in the white sand.

Leaves fall like the waves of a waterfall, and the Yangtze River stretches as far as the eye can see.

Li in the sad autumn scenery, a wanderer all the year round, lives alone on the high platform in today's illness.

After all the hardships and hatred, the white hair is full, and the wine glasses are damaged.

Denglou

Du Fu

Flowers are close to tall buildings and far away from my hometown. I am very sad. There are disasters everywhere in this country, so I climbed up to see them.

The spring scenery of Jinjiang flooded in, and the clouds on the mountain, ancient, varied and changeable.

The imperial court, like the North Star, will not change in the end, and the Western Hills of Kohl will not invade Tibet.

However, I felt sorry for the sorrow of a long-lost emperor at dusk and talked with Fu Liang at sunset.

Dengzhou tower

Du Fu

East county court day,

At the beginning of the south building.

Clouds connect the sea, mountains connect the mountains,

From Qing Xu, Ye Ping.

The lonely Qin tablet is there,

Ruins of the desolate city of Ludian.

Never been so old,

Look at it and hesitate alone.

Climbing Yueyang Tower

Du Fu

I heard that Dongting Lake is magnificent before, but today's wish has finally reached Yueyang Tower.

The vast lake tore Wu Chu apart, as if the sun, moon and stars were floating in the water.

There is no news from my friends or relatives. I am old and sick, drifting in a boat.

The battle of the north gate began again, and I cried through the railing.

Pile up snow

Du Fu

Most of the people crying on the battlefield are the ghosts of the newly killed soldiers, only the old people who are sad to write poems. At dusk, suddenly snowflakes are dancing in the wind.

The gourd is discarded, the wine vessel has no wine, and the stove is red. The news of the front-line battle and the news of his wife and sisters are unknown. Sadness sits in the air with his hands in the air.

Invite Xu Shiyi to book rain.

Du Fu

Dongyue Yunfeng rises,

Dissolution is too weak.

The thunderbolt overturned the curtains,

Fish fell into the river in the shower.

To the saints,

Listen to the old man's car.

Invite shame and mud,

Ride a horse to the steps.

Farewell General Yan at the station.

Du Fu

Send you away from here, green hills and empty air, double parting.

When can we raise our glasses again? We walked in the moonlight last night.

Everyone in every county praises you and can't bear to leave you. How glorious you are in the Three Dynasties.

After seeing you off, I went back to Jiangcun village and spent the rest of my life alone.

Night at the watchtower

Du Fu

Although the daylight in winter is shorter on the elemental scale, it is cold and snowy at the end of the world.

Stark sounded the fifth watch, drums and horns rang, and stars and Tianhe danced on three mountains.

Wild cries and smells of war, I saw savage fishermen and woodcutters at dawn.

Wolong and Pegasus are not generals now. They are dust and the personnel are lonely.

Lady Sun's female disciple danced the dagger song.

Du Fu

A few years ago, there was a beautiful Gongsun who danced her dagger from all directions.

The audience is like a mountain lost between them, and the world moves back and forth with her movements.

So, beautiful as a group of emperors.

She began to be like a thunderbolt, venting its anger and ending the shining calm like rivers and seas.

But those red lips and pearl sleeves disappeared, and no one except this student smelled of her fame.

This beautiful woman from Linying, White God Town, still dances and sings happily.

When we answer each other's questions, we sigh together and feel sad for the changes that have taken place.

There are 8,000 ladies-in-waiting in the harem, but none of them can dance short sword like Mrs. Sun.

Fifty years have passed, like the rotation of a palm, wind and dust filled the world and covered the imperial house.

The children in the pear garden are scattered like smoke, and the female music reflects the cold weather.

The south wood of the golden millet pile has been arched, and I seem to hear the hay rattling on the cliff of Qutang.

At the climax of joy, sadness comes with the rising of the eastern moon, China.

And I, a poor old man, don't know where to go. I must sharpen my feet towards illness and despair on a lonely mountain.

Five post jam songs

Du Fu

Men are born in the world, and strong ones are sealed. How can we keep the mountains in the old days when we made achievements in the war?

When Ji Yumen is recruited, the army can't stay. A thousand dollars for a whip, and a hundred dollars for a little.

I'll see you off, and my relatives will have a week. Ash is on it, and wine is full of shame.

The teenager looked at Wu Gou with a smile without a gift.

Camp toward the east gate and go to Yangqiao River at dusk. The flag of the sun falls and the wind rustles in A?vagho?a.

There are thousands of scenes in Pingsha, and each department has its own tricks. The moon hangs in the sky, making the night lonely.

The number of sorrows and joys is moving, and the strong men are sad and not arrogant. Who is the general, please? I'm afraid Huo went whoring with Yao.

The ancients valued frontier defense, but today people value honor. I'm a hero, and it's a long way to go in Xiu Yuan.

Liuhe has a home, and four foreigners are alone. So I gave the tiger warrior enough courage to understand it.

Draw your sword and attack the wild, and collect horses every day. Swear to open Xuanmingbei and hold it as my king.

Give a lucky day and follow your heels. The two fans are quiet and safe. The hero Yu Yang attacked and advocated Yu Sheng.

Yun Fan turned to the Three Seas, and japonica rice came to Soochow. Practice with Chu and shine on the podium.

The theme is favorable and arrogant. People on the sidelines dare not discuss, and those who discuss will die.

I am a good family, and I have many teachers. Arrogance and worrying about your health are not enough.

After 20 years of prancing, I am afraid I will be grateful. Sit and watch Youzhou ride and drive the river unconscious.

Going home in the middle of the night, my hometown is empty. I am lucky to get rid of my notoriety, but I am poor and old, and have no children and grandchildren.

Painting eagle

Du Fu

Plain practice frost, eagle painting extraordinary.

A man shrugged his head and thought of a sly rabbit, while a man looked like a worried Hu.

Optical rotation can be picked up and called Xuan.

When you hit every bird, your hair and blood will splash out to smooth the weeds.

Send twelve white and twenty rhymes to Li.

Du Fu

There used to be fanatics, nicknamed immortal. Put pen to paper shocks the wind and rain, and poetry becomes tears.

Since then, fame has never spread. The talent of literature is extraordinary, and it will spread unparalleled.

The dragon boat moves late, and the beast gets a new robe. Come to the deep temple during the day, and Qingyun will follow suit.

Begging for the best, making promises and meeting my relatives. I have not lost my ambition to live in seclusion, and I feel humiliated.

The play is about cherishing the wild and drinking childish. Drunk dancing in Liangyuan Night, singing in Surabaya Spring.

You have no neighbors only if you are proud and don't show your heart. Chu Shi and Mi Heng are handsome, and Yuan Xian's students are poor.

When the rice is not full, the tears of barley will hurt you. Wuling Yan steamed the land, and the three dangers exiled the minister.

A few years ago, I was killed by an ostrich, and I cried to Kirin alone. Su Wu returned to Han first, and it doesn't matter if Huang Gong went to Qin.

Chu Yan gave a speech that day, and Liang Prison wrote a letter. The existing laws have been used. Who will explain this?

Autumn moon sings old songs, and I am sick at dusk. Don't blame Bourne, use it and care about it.

Volume two hundred and twenty-six

beauty

Du Fu

Who is cuter than her? However, she lives alone in an empty valley.

She told me that she came from a good family and now she is humble to the dust.

Guan Zhong lost yesterday, and her brothers and close relatives were killed.

What's the use of them in high positions, they can't even protect their own lives? .

The world is dismissive of adversity, and hope will go out like the light of a candle.

Her husband, with a wandering heart, is a new guy like jade.

When the morning glory is rolled up at night, the mandarin ducks lie side by side.

He can only see the smile of his new love, but he can't hear the cry of his old love.

The stream is pure at the source of the mountain, but its water turns dark far away from the mountain.

Wait for her maid to come back after selling pearls, and then she needs straw to build the roof.

She picked some flowers, not for her hair, but for letting pine needles fall from her fingers.

She forgot the thin silk sleeves and the cold, and leaned against a tall bamboo.

Jiangcun village

Du Fu

The clear river winds around the village, and everything in the village looks elegant in the long summer. Go to the lobby and swallow it,

Close relatives, gulls in the water. The old lady is using a chessboard, and the younger son is making a hook with an injection.

The only thing many diseases need is medicine, what else can they ask for?

Yangtze-Hanshui river basin

Du Fu

I am wandering in Jianghan belt, and I miss my homeland and can't return. In the vast world, I am just a pedantic old Confucian. The sky is far away, and the moon is always lonely.

Although I am old and weak, my time is running out, but my ambition still exists; Facing the wind in the autumn wind, I feel that the conditions are getting better. Since ancient times, the old horse has not spent its physical strength because of its wisdom. Therefore, although I am old and sicker, I can still do it.

Looking for flowers alone in the seven quatrains by the river

Du Fu

The spring flowers by the river bother me so much that I have to go everywhere.

He came to the south to find a drinker and went out for a drink ten days ago.

Flowers are like splendid flowers, like rivers, and my heart is really afraid of spring.

But now poetry and wine can listen to me, and I don't have to bear any psychological burden for my bald head.

There are two or three families living in the bamboo forest beside the river bank, and the provocative red flowers set off the white flowers.

I have a place to repay the happiness of spring. Joan can take her time at the hotel.

Look east at the flowers and cigarettes in Shaocheng. It's time for the high glistening in western restaurants to resolve jealousy.

Who can take me to drink, call a beautiful woman, sing, laugh, dance and have a good life?

The water in front of the Yellow River flows eastward, giving people a sense of sleepiness and spring breeze in spring.

Peach blossoms have no owner, and lovely deep red loves light red.

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.

Love flowers don't want to die, but they are afraid to spend all their years urging each other.

Many branches are easy to fall, and young leaves are discussed in detail.