Pick a few songs that I like better: A Grass Blossoms. We agreed not to hurt the past, but to make some polite remarks. Just enjoy the grass.
So the rest are relics. Time is no longer pollen.
Moths don't have to light candles and tears. Don't need sunshine.
There are hungry horses ringing the bell. It belongs to the present, but it is a meadow.
The rest is the same. The rest are township wells.
-Does this tender and sweet night endured by the newlyweds belong to you? No, there is no moonlight, no flowers and no swans tonight. My fingers are covered with drizzle and grass, but even this rainy night is all yours? Yes, they are all mine. But don't think my love is full of plaques. I draw nutrition from the air and calcium from the sun. My moustache is like an arrow hair, but my love is as shy as the night.
Ah, your friend who has been talking to me since midnight, please pass me your slender fingers. -Don't worry about the city. In spring, do you wave a handkerchief to let me leave or come back right away? No, it's nothing, because it's like a flower falling into the water, like dew on a flower ... only the shadow knows.
Modern poetry requires beauty and neatness, which is somewhat contradictory, because the aesthetic taste of modern poetry no longer advocates beauty and neatness, which is the aesthetic requirement of classical poetry, but it does not mean that modern poetry is not good. In fact, there are still many good poems, but you should read more and read more. Pick a few songs that I like better: A Grass Blossoms. We agreed not to hurt the past, but to make some polite remarks.
Just enjoy the grass. So the rest are relics.
Time is no longer pollen. Moths don't have to light candles and tears.
Don't need sunshine. There are hungry horses ringing the bell.
It belongs to the present, but it is a meadow. The rest is the same.
The rest are township wells. -Does this tender and sweet night endured by the newlyweds belong to you? No, there is no moonlight, no flowers and no swans tonight. My fingers are covered with drizzle and grass, but even this rainy night is all yours? Yes, they are all mine.
But don't think my love is full of plaques. I draw nutrition from the air and calcium from the sun. My moustache is like an arrow hair, but my love is as shy as the night. Ah, your friend who has been talking to me since midnight, please pass me your slender fingers.
-Don't worry about the city. In spring, do you wave a handkerchief to let me leave or come back right away? No, it's nothing, because it's like a flower falling into the water, like dew on a flower ... only the shadow knows, only the wind energy understands, Only the butterfly that started with a sigh is still flying in the heart of the flower. Every depressed heart in ................................................................................................................. is in a piece of indifferent smoke, continuing to tell the green story. I believe that my audience-the sky and the water droplets splashing on the sea-will cover everything I have and the grave I can't find.
I know that at that time, all the grass and flowers will gather around the dim light and gently kiss my sadness-nothing can make me stay except the purpose, even though there are roses and shade on the shore. There is a quiet harbor, and I am a boat not tied to it. Maybe one day, I'm tired of space travel. I woke up in the evening when the fire burned in May, and the sea woke up. People have reconnected with me. I will quietly return from infinity to infinity, and then leave quietly. Maybe it will be me one day. A ship that is not tied is a ship that I have no wisdom, no ropes and no sails. -Wrong Zheng Chouyu. I walked through the south of the Yangtze River and looked like a lotus in the season. The east wind is coming, and the catkins are not flying in March. Your heart is like a lonely little city. The streets in the bluestone are silent at night, and the spring curtain in March does not show your heart. It was a small window that covered me tightly. I am a passer-by, ....................................................................................................................................................................... Can my heart really turn to stone? The flood of Jin Juhua and Ligustrum lucidum characters along the river bank is inciting new betrayal. It is better to spend a miserable night on the shoulders of your lover than to exhibit on the cliff for a thousand years. -Chen Dongdong picked up a musical instrument in the dark. The sound of a horse sitting in the dark comes from the end, a horse in the rain.
This instrument is old, shining like a red freckle on a horse's nose, and like the beginning of hibiscus at the end of a tree, several gray birds are startled. The horse in the rain is also destined to run out of my memory, like a musical instrument in its hand, like a hibiscus blooming at the end of a warm night porch. After a day of rain, I sat in the rain like a horse. The horse in the rain is also destined to run out of my memory. I took my musical instrument and played the song I wanted to sing. ..................................., I don't remember the name of a Czech film. That girl kissed you in the wet corner of the park on the cobblestone street in Wang Yin, and then faced the gun. It was still raining when you and your friends fell down on a tricycle. Next, I saw a drop of rain chasing another drop of rain on the wire and finally falling on the cobblestone road. I remember your lips moved, and no one saw them. Two other foreigners:-I like your silence in Nie Luda. I like your silence, as if you have disappeared and you are listening in the distance.
It seems that your eyes have flown away, like a kiss, sealing your mouth. Just as everything fills my soul, you emerge from everything and fill my soul.
You are like my soul, a butterfly of dreams. You are so melancholy.
2. Describe a neat and clean poem (remember it is a poem) 1, giving the lotus a muddy but not dirty, a clear ripple but not a demon, a straight outside, a fresh fragrance, a graceful and graceful plant, which is not ridiculous from a distance. -"Ailian" Song: Zhou Dunyi translation I only like the lotus that grows from the accumulated silt but is not polluted, but it is not beautiful after being washed with clear water. (Its stem) runs through the middle, and it is straight, unbroken and unbranched, and the fragrance spreads more fragrant, standing upright and clean in water. People can look at (lotus) from a distance, but they can't play with it easily.
Under the mountain, the blue buds are short-dipped in the stream, and the sand road between the pines is clean and mud-free, and it drips in the dusk. -"Qingquan Temple Huanxi Sand Tour" Song Dynasty: Su Shi
In Qingquan Temple, the temple is next to Lanxi, and the stream flows westward. The newly sprouted buds at the foot of the mountain were soaked in the stream, and the sand road between the pine forests was washed spotless by the rain. In the evening, it was drizzling, and the cuckoo's cry came from the pine forest.
The thatched eaves are long and clean without moss, and the flowers and trees are planted by hand. -Mr. Shu Huyin's Wall Song Dynasty: Wang Anshi
The courtyard of the thatched cottage is often cleaned, so clean that there is no moss. Flowers, trees, rows and ridges are all planted by the owner himself.
On the lake, Zhu Qiao circled a circle, dissolving the spring water and infiltrating the spring clouds, leaving Liuli Bi smooth and dust-free. -"Huanxisha Zhu Qiao Painting Wheels Around the Lake" Song Dynasty: Ouyang Xiu translated the painting of a luxury carriage passing through Zhusha Bridge, and the sound of wheels sounded on the lake. The lake with abundant springs reflects soft white clouds. The lake is as calm as green glass, smooth and clean, without dust.
At the foot of the mountain, the blue buds are short immersed in the stream, the sand road between the pines is clean and mud-free, and the rain whispers in the morning and evening. -"You Lan Xi/ You Sha Hu" Song Dynasty: Su Shi
The orchid buds at the foot of the mountain are very short and immersed in the stream. The sand road in the pine forest is so clean that there is no sludge.
6. Painting the building and washing the mandarin duck tiles, and semi-wet swinging colored ropes. —— "Drunken Taiping Cold Food" Yuan Dynasty: Wesley Wang painted a floor with Yuanyang tiles, and a swing with wet colored ropes.
7 When you look at Lotus Net, you should know that you don't care. Tang Dynasty: Meng Haoran translated that Gong Yi's spotless mood was only known when he saw that the lotus was clean despite the sludge.
8 Huatang opens a clear domain, and its image is beautiful and complicated. -"Five Poems by Gong Xunyuan" Tang Dynasty: Liu Zongyuan translated Huatang into a pure land, and the image of the Buddha was clear and implicit.
9 Pusha is as clean as washing, and the sea is bright and bright. -"Send Liu Yuan Zong Lin to the River" Tang Dynasty: Li Bai
Jiangpu beach is as clean as washing, and the bright moon makes people want to pick it up.
10 desk I am managing mullet. The weather is sunny and the wind window is clean. -The Eight Immortals Song in Wang Yi's Drinking Old Books Yuan Dynasty: I was sorting out squid at my desk. It's sunny, breezy and the windows are bright and clean.
3. What poems describe "neatness"? 1. Pay for cleaning in Bai Di (Cao Qing Xueqin, Bai Hai Tang Song).
2, drinking water back clean (Tang Gu Kuang "Farewell to Cui Thirteen Kui")
3, fragrant and rhyme, two clean (Song Xie Mao's "first frost Xiaoyu Lv Yun Cut Leaves")
4, clean and flawless (Song Cao Guan's "Man Jiang Hong Taste Hidden Light")
5, lonely and clean (Song Zhao Changqing's "Tanchun Order, Now Charm")
6. Kethleen has been clean for a while (Song Xin Qiqi's "Niannujiao Youfa")
7, clean jade pot ice (leaning against the mountain, "water tune the song, ling stem dew")
8. Yuquan cleanliness addiction (Song anonymous, chaotic name)
9. Clean Yun Jian Road (Tang Hanyu's "Twenty Rhymes of Moon and Cui Sheren")
10, and the streets are clean (Tang Mengjiao, singing in the snow at night)
1 1, clean up the dust (Xu Yuanzhen's "Too often cloudy, there are clumps of troops in the lotus")
12, clean up the dust (Zhen's "Too often cited, lotus flowers have clumps of troops")
13, Harmony with God, Cleanliness, True Shape (Song Anonymous "Man Shi Xiao Yan")
14, so clean (Song Mei Yao Chen's "Send it to Qichun County")
15, pure and pious God of Smoke (Song Song Taizong's Life Knowledge)
4. antithesis of neat poetry ... night gives way to the ocean of the sun, and the old year melts in freshness.
-Wang Wan's "A berth under the North Fort Mountain" Two orioles sing green willows, and a row of egrets soar into the sky. -Du Fu's quatrains, three mountains and a half fall out of the sky, like this island where egrets divide the river.
-Li Bai's "On Deng Nanjing to Phoenix Terrace" flies like a dream, and the endless rain is as fine as sorrow. -Qin Guan's "Huanxisha Lonely Cold Building" Since we parted, it drifted like a cloud and flowed like water for ten years-until finally we got together again.
-Wei, "Asked by an old friend of two rivers in Huaishang", the water is still flowing, and although the sword is broken, it is even more worrying to raise a glass to eliminate sorrow. -Li Bai's "Shu Yun, a farewell letter to Xuanzhou Xielou" is shallow and fragrant at dusk.
-Lin Bu's "Xiao Mei in the Mountain Garden (I)" jathyapple has a quiet dream, and the spring breeze is gentle. -Qin Guan's "Eight Six Sons Leaning against the Dangerous Pavilion" Jun buried the bones under the mud spring. I sent snow to this world.
-Bai Juyi's "Dream Micro" is independent, and the micro swift flies together. -Yan's "Linjiang Fairy, Balcony Lock after Dream", a glass of wine, a ten-year lamp in Jianghu.
-Huang Tingjian's "Send the Yellow Number Back" has no choice but to spend it, and it seems to meet Yan's return. -Yan Shu's "Huanxisha, a new word and a drink" He knows that the dew will be frost tonight, and the moonlight at home is so bright! .
-Du Fu's "Moonlight Remembering Brothers" Mei Xu Xun's snow is three points white, but the snow has lost a plum fragrance. -Lu Meipo's "Xue Mei I" is deep purple, melting and smelting yellow.
-Li Shangyin's "Chrysanthemum", mermaids drop pearl-like tears into the moon-green sea, and the blue fields breathe their jade to the sun. -Li Shangyin's "Jinse" The desert sand is like snow, and the Yanshan moon is like a hook.
-The fifth poem of Li He's "Twenty-three Horses Poems", in which the stars are leaning down from the open space and the moon is rushing to the river. -Du Fu's "A Night Out" How wide the sky is, how close the trees are, how clear the water is, and how close the moon is! .
-Meng Haoran's "A Night's Parking on Jiande River" often has fewer customers, and many months are blocked by clouds. -Su Shi's Xijiang Moon, A Big Dream on Earth falls on a tree. Qian Shan has a vast sky, and Chengjiang has a bright moon.
-Huang Tingjian's "Deng Kuaige" The moon is like a mirror, and the sea clouds are like a palace. -Li Bai's "Jingmen Ferry Farewell to Friends" is far away, and the moon is always lonely.
-Du Fu's "Jianghan" is like a moon, and the water is cool and the wind is like autumn. —— Ouyang Zhan's "Knowing People's Rhyme in Huaishang" Jingnan Summer Night Water Building, with boats and flutes interlaced with moonlight, the wind is fragrant.
-Qin Guan's "Cool" petals have fallen like tears, and the lonely bird has sang grief. -Du Fu's "Spring Hope" is famous for its dust, and the clouds are open and the moon is bright for eight thousand miles.
-Yue Fei's "Man Jiang Hong writes Huai" is an inch of red hearts for the country, and two lines of tears are homesick. -Yu Qian's "beginning of spring's Japanese Feeling" is in danger, and the world is chaotic and loyal.
-Bao Zhao's "Jibeimen Hangdai" I will walk until the water stops me, and then sit and watch the clouds rising in Ran Ran. -Wang Wei's "My Retreat in Zhongnanshan".