Frost moon
When I first heard of geese, there was no cicada, and a hundred feet of water met the sky. The frost goddess and the moon are not afraid of the cold, and they are more beautiful and pure in the cold and frost recreation.
Chang'e
The mica screen was dyed red by thick candles, and the Milky Way gradually tilted towards the morning star. Chang 'e, I must regret eating the elixir, and now I am alone, in the blue sky, singing every night.
Untitled
The stars were bright last night, but there was a cool breeze at midnight. Our banquet is on the side of Hualou Temple and the east of the county. Without Cai Feng's wings, it is impossible to be Qi Fei in fly with me; The heart is like a soul, and the feelings are the same.
Guessing and intrigue, wine warms the heart; This group of people came to the bet of drinking friends, and a win-lose red in candlelight. Alas, it's time to call the roll in the morning when you hear the drums of the fifth watch; Riding to Lantai is like the wind in the wind.
Selected poems of Li Shangyin
Inlaid harp
I want to know why my Jinse has fifty strings, and each string has a youthful interval.
Zhuangzi daydreaming, a saint, was bewitched by butterflies, and cuckoo crowed in the imperial spring.
Mermaids shed pearl-like tears on the moon-green sea, and the blue fields breathed their jade to the sun.
A moment that should last forever has come and gone before I know it.
Revisit the Temple of Our Lady
The white stone gate of the shrine of the virgin is covered with moss, and it has recovered from the fairyland-like fairyland.
In spring, drizzle is often sprinkled on the hall with green tiles, and the flag in the ancestral hall cannot be moved by the night wind.
Elvhua freely said that she had come to live somewhere, and Tong Jie's family in Dulan Township said that she would leave and come back.
Yulang and the virgin met here and informed the fairy that the virgin wanted to board Zizhi with the fairy.
Frost moon
Just beginning to hear the chirping of the southern geese, the chirping of cicadas has disappeared, and I climbed to the top, looking as far as I can, and the water is natural.
The frost goddess and the moon are not afraid of the cold, and they are more beautiful and pure in the cold and frost recreation.
cicada
The pure heart is hungry because of this, and you sing in vain all night.
Oh, this last broken breath, in the green indifferent trees! .
Yes, I am like a driftwood. I have made my garden full of weeds.
I thank you for your sincere advice and live a pure life like you.
To Liu [Ben]
The wind and waves in the river move the roots of clouds, and the danger is heavy and faint in the day.
Hong Yan's early rise was broken, which even surprised the poet and returned to his soul.
The imperial court of the Han Dynasty urgently ordered who would enter first, and Chu Lu sang.
Wan Li wept with joy when they met, and the phoenix nest was separated by nine doors.
After mourning, I went to Shu Dong, and went to the three customs to see the snow.
The road beyond the sword I'm going to is very remote. You can't send me warm clothes without home.
The snow in the three passes is three feet thick, and the past is like a dream. Remember the past and make a loom for me.
Leyouyuan scenic spot
In the evening, I was unhappy and drove to Gu.
Sunset, infinitely beautiful, only near dusk.
Two Poems of Northern Qi Dynasty
Once the king was fascinated by beauty, he sowed the seeds of national subjugation and began to lament with thorns in his palace.
When the northern Zhou army entered the palace that night, the battle report of the northern Zhou army advancing to Jinyang has been issued.
I didn't know that this sweet smile was enough to resist the monarch's hegemony. Princess Feng Shu in military uniform was the most beautiful in the eyes of the queen.
Yang had fallen far behind the left, and Maple flew to ask the left to go hunting again.
Write to my wife in the north on a rainy night.
When you ask about the return date, it's hard to say, evening rain, Manqiuchi.
When * * * cut the candle at the west window, but talk about the rain at night.
Yimei
Far from home, I don't want to see the scenery in spring.
Samuume is the most offensive thing, because the old one is regarded as the flower that opened last year.
Donate willow trees
Willow color on the platform, bright or dark-all the roads, willow branches are dancing like young girls.
Many people have heard the praise of Liu Feng to the extreme, and now what they see is just the same graceful.
The charming willow color has reached the bridge, and my heart is behind me when I watch the willow color cut off and extend across the bridge to the long beach.
Liu Er is really thoughtful, releasing catkins like snow, floating and flying in the brothel.
Stay at the rockfall pavilion and pay tribute to Cui Yonghe and Cui Zhou.
Bamboo dock is clean and clear, and acacia is separated from the city.
Autumn frost flies late, leaving dry lotus to listen to the rain.
wind and rain
Although I have an ambitious heart, and I also have the heroic poem "Bright Sword", it is not the most popular, and I have stayed in this strange place for a long time.
The yellow leaves are withered, the wind and rain are still destroyed, the noble buildings are rich, and the broad masses of people are playing beautiful dances and impatient strings.
New friends are covered with secularism, so old friends are separated by layers.
I shouted for Xinfeng wine from my heart. Melt my holes?
Mengze
In the dream, the wind and rain are bitter, and the king of Chu is buried in the city.
I don't know how much singing and dancing can do, but I have thinned the palace kitchen to a waist.
Letter to Secretary Ling Huchong
You are the cloud of Songshan, and I am Qin Chuanshu, who has been away from home for a long time; Thousands of miles away, you sent a letter of sympathy.
Please don't ask me about the joys and sorrows of Lao Liangyuan; I am like a disease in the autumn rain, Sima Xiangru.
Du Gongbu left Zhong Shu.
Where is life, where there is no deviation from friends? In the war years, the short separation also made people say goodbye.
In the distance, the envoys of the distant imperial court have descended from the sky, and the imperial army is stationed in nearby Songzhou.
The drunken guests in my seat invited me to drink, and the bright clouds on the river were mixed with thick black rain clouds, fluctuating like the current social unrest.
Originally, the boss had nothing to do. In Chengdu, wine can also be used to kill his old age, not to mention that a beautiful woman like Zhuo Wenjun became Lu wine.
The Palace of the Sui Emperor
His Ziquan Palace has been occupied by clouds, because he will take the whole Yangzhou as his private territory.
If the imperial seal had not been seized by Tang Taizu, he would have set sail long ago.
On today's rotten grassland, there is no fire, but crows still inhabit the weeping willows at dusk.
If he met, the world was in chaos, and the later Emperor Chen, do you think they would mention a "Garden Flower"? .
February 2(nd)
On February 2nd, spring outing to the riverside, the spring breeze and sunny and warm music are melodious.
The stamens are like willow buds and graceful eyes, and the purple bees and butterflies hover, which is more slender.
He has been back to his hometown for three years. He has been in his hometown for three years.
The river on the new beach doesn't understand my mind, and the eaves hit by the wind and rain seem to be very loud.
In the camp of sketch brushes
Monkeys and birds are still alert to your orders, and the wind and clouds are eager to protect your fortress.
You are the owner of the brush, a wise general, but your emperor, defeated, rode a prison car.
It is not easy to be talented in wind music, but not as lucky as the two Shu generals who died in battle.
Although a temple was built for you in your birthplace, you never finished singing the song of the holy mountain.
Two Untitled Songs (Part I)
The stars were bright last night, but there was a cool breeze at midnight. Our banquet is on the side of Hualou Temple and the east of the county.
Without Cai Feng's wings, it is impossible to be Qi Fei in fly with me; The heart is like a soul, and the feelings are the same.
Guessing and intrigue, wine warms the heart; This group of people came to the bet of drinking friends, and a win-lose red in candlelight.
Alas, it's time to call the roll in the morning when you hear the drums of the fifth watch; Riding to Lantai is like the wind in the wind.
Four songs without titles
( 1)
You said the meeting was empty talk, after we didn't see its trace; Wake up in the oblique moonlight upstairs and listen to Xiao Zhong Chuming.
The dream in the wound is far from being called; When I woke up, I began to write a letter.
The layering of residual jade is hazy; Musk smoked through the tulle, soft.
But what I can't reach is the magic mountain. You are over there, beyond Wanfeng.
(2)
The wind in the east wind, the rain in the wind, the rain in the wind, the sound of light thunder came from the other side outside the lotus pond.
There is also a locked golden toad incense burner. Cigarettes are elegantly wrapped, like pulleys in a jade pot, and the traction rope is pumped into the well water.
Wang Wei dreamed that she was a beautiful young girl. Wang Wei had a pillow dream and wrote a poem.
Never mind the flowers, even this bright flame of love, is it only ashes? .
(4)
Where is mourning Zheng? Sakura Lane hangs on the bank of Yangpan.
Will the old woman in the master get married? It will be March and a half during the day.
Princess Liyang is fourteen years old, and Tomb-Sweeping Day looks at the same wall.
When Fang Zhan turned to the fifth watch, Liang Yanzi heard a sigh.
Jiao Shan
It's never a long rope, and water hates more when it reaches the clouds.
Want to buy sea, a cup of spring dew is as cold as ice.
Huaxiazui
You don't feel drunk when you are looking for incense, and the days of sleeping by trees have tilted.
After the guests woke up in the middle of the night, they lit red candles to enjoy the residual flowers.
Qujiang
At ordinary times, green chariots pass by, and Kong Wen's midnight ghost laments.
Today has not returned to the whole city, and the Jade Palace still divides Yuan Bo.
When I am dead, I still remember the smell of Huating crane, and I am always worried about the crying bronze camel of the royal family.
Although eternal change of heart is broken, it is not much more than hurting spring.
The flowers have fallen
Visitors to the High Court have been competing to leave; The spring flowers in the small garden are dancing in the wind.
The flower shadow is confused by the winding path; Overlooking the petal dance reflects the afterglow of the sunset.
Oh, how can I bear to sweep them away? , the eyes are still thin.
Flower lovers who love flowers will naturally blame spring for leaving too early; When spring comes to an end, flowers and flowers only shed tears.
willow
I used to chase the east wind, just like a dancer dancing at a banquet. It was a spring full of flowers, and people were playing in Leyuan Scenic Area.
How to get to the late autumn season, it's already sunset, and Qiu Chan laments a scene.
Wei You
The beauty behind the mica screen is particularly beautiful, but it is too cold for a short time in winter in Beijing.
Married a high-ranking official's husband for no reason, not loving warm incense, but wanting to ascend the throne early.
Untitled
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.
Silkworms in spring will weave until they die, and candles will drain the wick every night.
In the morning, she saw her hair cloud changing in the mirror, but she bravely faced the cold of the moonlight with her evening song.
There are not many roads to Pengshan. Oh, Bluebird, listen! -Give me what she said! .
Bi Cheng's Three Poems (Ⅰ)
When the twelve songs are dry, the rhinoceros turns to dust and the jade turns to cold.
There are many books attached to cranes in Yuen Long, but there are no trees in the girls' beds.
When the stars sink to the bottom of the sea, you can see them from the window. When the rain crosses the river, you can see them from another seat.
If Zhu Xiao is bright and clear, it will be decided. Water tray for planting trees.
Duanju
Books in the distance return to dreams, and only empty beds are Su Qiu's enemies.
Under the steps of moss mangroves, the moon is sad in the rain.
Write poems about history
The water at the south foot of Beihu Lake is long and the flag drops 100 feet.
More than 300 years have been like a short dream. Does Zhongshan in Jinling really have dragon petals?
Commemorative words
Yongshou soldiers came at night, and Jinlian did not copy the atrium.
Brother Liang is on the night shift, and the wandering wind is nine bells.
1 1 In the middle of the month, watch plum blossoms in the hurricane.
The winding path is secluded, colorful, not fragrant or greasy.
Chang 'e is accompanied by moonlight, looking indifferent; Blue jade girl is colder than frost.
Empty hands full of plum blossoms, but I don't know where to send them; And plum blossom's sad parting happened to meet me, heartbroken.
Who is the morning show for? Don't keep the old days.
Two Poems by Ma Wei (Ⅱ)
In vain, I heard the legend that overseas Kyushu, the afterlife is unpredictable, and this life will not stop.
When they heard the guards guarding them, they fought swords at night, and there were no more chickens in the palace.
The Sixth Army has agreed that they will all be stationed in Malaysia. On the old Qixi Festival, we also laughed at the Weaver Girl.
How can the four seasons be emperors? It is better to have Mochow's Lujia.
Fuhou
Seven countries and three sides are not worried, and thirteen bodies attack Fuping.
Don't collect gold bullets and throw them out of the forest, but cherish the silver bed at the wellhead.
Colored trees turn to light beads strewn at random, embroidered sandalwood back to the pillow and jade carvings are beautiful.
When you don't report the intrusion in the morning, the new beauty says Mochow.
Gongci
Your kindness flows east like water, and you are in favor and out of favor.
Don't let the flowers fall in front of you, the cool wind is only at the west end of the temple.
Give two songs (one song)
Upstairs, I want to rest at dusk, and the jade ladder is like a hook.
Banana hearts don't show lilac's frustration, but they are also sad about the spring breeze.
Athena Chu
On the mountain, I left the palace and went upstairs. In front of the building, the river flows by the palace.
Chu Tian Huang Yu, Song Yu has no worries and worries about himself.
Banqiao xiaobie
Looking back at the high city falling into the river, the window of the pavilion presses the microwave.
Narcissus wanted to go to carp, and Furong cried all night.
Yinhe blowing sheng
Looking forward to the Milky Way blowing jade, cold and bright.
Dream about his death again, don't be scared by the girl last night.
The moon pavilion is fragrant because of the rain, and the residual candle in the wind curtain is self-frosted.
There is no need to make waves. Qin Xiao has his own feelings.
Xiyanglou
There are always many twists and turns in a person's life. It is like trying to climb a very high tower, only to find that a higher floor is still ahead.
I want to ask where Gu Hong is going, but I don't know his life experience.
Yat sen villa
Deep in the city, spring goes and summer comes.
The grass was drowned by the rain and finally got the love of God. The rain was sunny.
Climbing on the high shelf, overlooking the distance, the sky is high and the afterglow of the sunset passes through the window lattice.
Birds' nests have been dried, and their bodies are light again.
Longchi
Longchi gave wine to open the cloud screen, and the drums stopped.
The midnight banquet returned to the palace forever, and Wang Xue woke up drunk.
tears
Yongxiang resented for many years, leaving his feelings behind and thinking about the storm all day.
There are infinite marks on the bamboo in Xiangjiang River, which are sprinkled in front of the first monument.
People went to Qiu Zi to enter the fort, and soldiers heard songs at night.
Chaolai Bashui Bridge asked, but I didn't send Yuke to the green robe.
Wandering warbler
Yinger drifted in the jagged waves and couldn't bear to cross the stranger.
The punch line is unintentional, and it may not have a moment.
On windy mornings and rainy days, Song opened and closed thousands of doors.
I can't bear to listen to the pain of spring. Where is the flower branch in Fengcheng?
kung fu
The dragon sill is heavy and the water is clear, and the forbidden door hides the human voice.
The prince of Wu gave a banquet and invited him out of town for the night.