The evening fragrance is hard to give up, charming and looking at each other. The charming shadow makes a new sound, and the afterglow is scattered in the setting sun.
Green hair is different from money, and jiaochunliu contains fine smoke. Green hair is different from money, and jiaochunliu contains fine smoke.
Zhong Jun was drunk in Heyangcheng, and the charming Ziyan went for a walk. Song Yu is sad and empty, charming and pink.
Laugh at the flowers and they will sing. Yan dance is ingenious, charming and half shy, Gong Ying is charming and drunk, laughing among the flowers and singing under the bamboo.
Yan dance knows everything, and charming songs are half shy. Gong Ying is drunk and Yan Yan is still flying.
The charming girl is Pingyang, folding flowers and leaning against the peach edge. A good wife takes advantage of Luan, and a charming woman loves flying cranes. Su Mian leaned against the bar hook, and her voice went out.
Charm is uncontrollable, sing a double moth. Jiao Ying stayed in the palace for the rest of her life, while innocent girls walked around the bed.
Jiao Ying seems to be annoyed with each other, including the people flying around. The parrot croaked with hunger, and Jiaowa was still angry when she slept.
A woman with a white head sings, and Gillian's golden house hides her charming. There is no grass or trees in the deep courtyard, and Jiao Ying hides in the shade and says nothing.
Charming phoenix guest, charming thoughts enter the piano of the heart. Mo Yan's flowers no longer fall, and Jiao Rong won Zhaoyang Hall several times.
Juanjuan's snow-red skirt cage is full of infinite amorous feelings. I am embarrassed to take a nap and lean against the curtain.
The water is tender, the Yushan Mountain is long, and the spring breeze is on the Yuanyang bed. Because she was tired, a maid lifted her up, when the emperor noticed her for the first time and chose her as his bride.
On the night of spring, the warm hibiscus curtains covered her fluttering hair, petals on her cheeks and golden ripples on her head. Willow weeping willows on the waves, beautiful flowers and birds continue to sing.
The evening fragrance is hard to give up, charming and looking at each other. The dance band broke, and Jiao E waved leaves.
It's still spring in Hua Rong, and charming love has autumn wind. Mo Yan's flowers no longer fall, and Jiao Rong won Zhaoyang Hall several times.
There should be no hatred, but it is a kind of sadness. The little woman couldn't help feeling ashamed when spring came and sang a beautiful song of Liuhua.
Laugh at the flowers and they will sing. The charming shadow makes a new sound, and the afterglow is scattered in the setting sun.
2. Seek to write poems with the word "Jiao" and recall the past with Nian Nujiao Chibi.
(Song Sushi)
The surging river flows eastward, and those heroes of the past are gone forever.
To the west of the old base, there is a rich collection of people: Chibi, Zhou Lang, where the three countries stand.
The steep rock wall, like thunder waves lapping against the river bank, waves like rolling up thousands of snow.
The majestic rivers and mountains are picturesque, and many heroes emerge at once.
Looking back on Zhou Yu's spring breeze era, young and beautiful Joe just married him, and he was full of heroic spirit.
Feather fan nylon scarf, laughing and laughing, strong ashes.
I am wandering in the battlefield today. I feel a feeling heart and give birth to white hair prematurely.
Life is like a dream, sprinkle a glass of wine to pay tribute to the bright moon on the river.
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The Yangtze River flows eastward. For thousands of years, all talented heroes have been washed away by the waves rolling along the Yangtze River.
On the west side of the old camp, people said: This is the Red Cliff where Zhou Lang defeated Cao Bing in the Three Kingdoms.
The steep and uneven rock wall goes straight into the sky, crashing on the shore and rolling up a thousand layers of snow-like waves.
The country of the motherland, how many heroes there should be in that period!
Just imagine, Zhou Gongjin and Xiao Qiao just got married, but Zhou Gongjin is imposing.
Feather fan in hand and blue silk headscarf on head, Cao Cao's countless warships burned to ashes in smoke and fire amid laughter.
Wandering in the battlefield of the old country (Three Kingdoms), you should laugh at me for being too sentimental and giving birth to white hair prematurely.
A person's life is like a big dream, so give a glass of wine to the bright moon on the river and get drunk with me!
Appreciation of whole words
The River of No Return, a romantic figure throughout the ages-writing about the Yangtze River gives people a magnificent feeling. The River of No Return is the river view in front of us, which is used to cheer up the spirit. The sound of the river rolling day and night makes people feel the passage of history and miss the heroes of the past infinitely.
This sentence is the author's touching feeling. Facing the rolling waves, he felt the passage of history, like an eastward river, and could not help but arouse the memory of historical heroes. These two sentences are not only about the river view, but also about homesickness. They write with great momentum and full of emotion. The word "the waves are exhausted" implicitly and powerfully expresses the author's feelings of mourning for the ancient battlefield. In this way, the beginning also set off the environment and rendered the atmosphere for the following description of Chibi and the memory of Zhou Yu.
On the west side of the old base, the humanities are: Chibi, Zhou Lang and the Three Kingdoms-this sentence not only aims to point out the significance of the topic, but also leads to memories of the Three Kingdoms War through the description of the geographical location of Chibi and the historical figure Zhou Yu, which naturally associates with the magnificent battle scenes in Battle of Red Cliffs. The phrase "west of the old base area" points out the specific times, people and places of nostalgia and introduces the mourning for the ancient battlefield. In this way, the author naturally and skillfully leads the reader to this historical review through association.
Rocks go through the air, waves beat on the shore, and thousands of piles of snow are rolled up-a positive description of the scenery of Chibi. It is not difficult to imagine the tragic fighting at that time and Zhou Yu's heroic fighting style of commanding the water army. The mountains are steep, the rugged rocks point directly at the sky, and the rushing currents are surging and violently impacting the rocks. What a magnificent sight it is! Only thirteen words are used here, which vividly outlines the magnificent picture of this ancient battlefield from the aspects of shape, sound and color, expresses the author's feelings of loving the motherland and mountains and rivers, and also paves the way for the following praise of Zhou Yu.
As picturesque as a mountain, there are many heroes at one time-the author returned to reality from fugue. Heroes go with the Yangtze River, leaving only picturesque mountains and rivers and "I" with no achievements.
These two sentences are a link between the preceding and the following, and it is very natural to transition from describing scenery to writing people. How many heroes are there at a time is a fake writing, which not only takes care of the "romantic figures of the ages" at the beginning, but also paves the way for Zhou Yu's next writing.
Shang Kun expressed his feelings at the scene, and by describing the ancient battlefield, he aroused the memory of ancient heroes.
Think back to Gong Jin. When Joe first got married, he was handsome and heroic. Feather fan, black silk scarf, laughing and driving away the dust-this paragraph is dedicated to Zhou Yu, a romantic figure throughout the ages. The author did not directly write that Zhou Yu got off his horse and was shot in the palm, but the military attache wrote that Zhou Yu was young and handsome, handsome and elegant, and had firm command over Confucianism. This fully shows Zhou Yu's outstanding command ability and heroic spirit of despising strong enemies. The purpose of the author's writing Zhou Yu is to pay tribute to the ancients, so as to express his depressed and bitter feelings and lofty aspirations. Zhou Yu is young and promising, with outstanding achievements, and is famous in history. However, at the age of nearly half a century, he achieved nothing, but was demoted. Such suffering will naturally make you sad. He had to borrow the past to amuse himself.
Wandering in the old country, loving Ying Xiao Wo, and having a noble family early-this sentence expresses the author's extremely contradictory and depressed mood. In the face of great rivers and mountains, I cherish the memory of Zhou Yu's young success, and I am deeply trusted by Sun Quan. When I was young, I made great achievements, but although I had ambition, I didn't have ambition, but I did nothing. In contrast, I feel infinite. The mood changed from excitement to depression.
The ending sentence, like a dream on earth, on the one hand shows the author's negative and pessimistic mood, and reflects the author's class limitations and era limitations. In feudal society, once people can't control their own destiny, they often use philosophy to solve the contradiction between ideal and reality. The author is no exception. At the same time, we should also see the other side, which is the heroic feelings of pursuing political achievements.
Xia Kun focuses on writing people and expresses his sense of accomplishment by admiring Zhou Yu.
3. The more poems with "jiao", the better ... Put forward one of them, Tao Yuanming, who is alive and will die sooner or later.
Last night, I was the same person, but today I am in the ghost book. What is Lingsan? Dry and empty wood.
A charming child cried from his father, and a good friend caressed me and cried. Do you feel safe without knowing the gains and losses? Long live the century, who knows the honor or disgrace.
-The fine print is Su Wan, and the speech is very clear.
The temple is covered with a broad forehead, and the ears are like a wall. In the Ming dynasty, comb tables were set up to sweep eyebrows.
Zhu Yandan's lips are thick and Huang Qinlan's lips are red. If charming words are obscene, anger is clear.
Writing is beneficial to management, but seal cutting is useless. Hold a book and recite what you have learned.
Her sister's name is Huifang, and she has a picturesque face. Light makeup likes the edge of the building, but forgets to turn in front of the mirror.
It's easy to set a Beijing omen. Playing between eyebrows and cheeks, drama and loom service.
Zhao dances calmly, and his sleeves are flying. Between the upper and lower chords, literature and history need to be rolled up.
Gu Hu's screen painting, if seen, is criticized. When it gets dark, the meaning is hidden.
If you rush into the garden, you will pick all the fruits. The red flower is decorated with purple pedicle, and it is flat and sudden.
In the storm of greed for China, there are many difficulties. Frost and snow plays are often accumulated.
And pay attention to the dishes and sit up and manage the dishes. In Momo's letter, phase and number are separated.
It is appropriate to do what you want to do. Stop for tea and call a tripod.
Fat white sleeves, smoke stained with tin. Clothes and quilts are very important, so it is difficult to sink into the water.
Let him do whatever he wants and be ashamed of being accused by his elders. Take a look at the stick and cover your tears with the wall.
-until a child of the Yang family grew up in the inner room, almost before she grew up, and no one knew her.
However, due to the gift of heaven and no concealment, it was finally elected royal one day. If she just turned her head and smiled, there were a hundred spells, and the powder and paint of six palaces disappeared without a trace.
It was early spring. They let her bathe in a pure pool to warm and smooth her creamy skin. Because she was tired, a maid lifted her up, when the emperor noticed her for the first time and chose her as his bride.
On the night of spring, the warm hibiscus curtains covered her fluttering hair, petals on her cheeks and golden ripples on her head. But the night in spring is short and the sun rises too fast. Since then, the emperor has given up his early hearing.
He wastes all his time on parties and revelry. He is the lover of spring and the tyrant of night. There are other ladies in his court, 3,000 of whom are stunning beauties, but his love for 3,000 is concentrated on one person.
The golden house is dressed up to serve the night. When the table in the jade tower is cleaned, she will wander around and drink wine slowly. Her sisters and brothers were both given titles, a poor portal.
When a girl is born instead of a boy, she brings happiness to every father and mother in the empire. ... high rose plum palace, into the blue clouds, and the wide breeze carries magical notes.
Soft songs and slow dances, strings and bamboo music, the emperor's eyes will never stare at her. Until the sound of drums came from Yuyang, which shook the earth and broke the tune of rainbow skirts and feather clothes.
The Forbidden City, a nine-story palace, is hidden in the dust and travels southwest from thousands of chariots and horses. The imperial flag opened the way, suddenly moving and stopping, 30 miles from the capital and passing the west gate.
People in the army stop, and no one will move until they are under their hooves. They may trample on those moths. The gorgeous hairpin fell to the ground, and no one picked it up. A golden finch with green wings scratched his head.
The emperor couldn't save her, so he had to cover his face. Later, when he turned to look, there was blood and tears. Hidden in the yellow dust blown by the cold wind, they crossed a cloud line at the crack in the path of the dagger tower.
Under Emei Mountain. The last few came, and the flags and banners lost their colors in the fading sun. But the water in Shu is always green and the mountains are always blue, so your majesty's love is constant and deeper than the sky.
He gazed at the desolate moon from his temporary palace. It rained at night and the bell sounded heartbreaking. On the same day, in last contact, the train was heading home. At this time, I hesitated to go.
The memory and pain are buried in the soil of Maweipo. Where is her white face? . Rulers and lords, when their eyes met, cried on their coats. They rode horses, loosened the reins and slowly returned to the capital.
Pond, garden, palace, everything is the same as before, Taiye Lake hibiscus, Weiyang Palace willow. But the petals are like her face, and the willow leaves are like her eyebrows. Whenever he looks at them, what can he do but cry? .
Peach and plum trees are in bloom. In the spring wind, after the autumn rain, the leaves fall to the ground. The palaces in the west and south are scattered with evening grass, and the steps are piled with red leaves that are not swept.
Bai Fuxin, a disciple of Li Yuan, and eunuchs in her pepper yard. . Fireflies were flying on the throne, and he was meditating in the twilight. , he will extend the wick to its end and still never fall asleep. ..
Bells and drums will slowly ring the long night, and before dawn, the Milky Way in the sky will become clear. The porcelain mandarin duck on the roof is getting thicker and thicker with the morning frost, and his kingfisher blue cover feels more lonely and cold.
The distance between life and death is year after year, but no beloved soul has visited his dream. There lived a Taoist priest in Lingqiong. He was a guest in the sky and could summon the gods through his concentration.
People were moved by the emperor's constant meditation, and they begged the Taoist priest to see if he could find her. He opened a path in space, like lightning, cut through the sky, up and down, looking for it everywhere.
Above, he looked for the green void, below, the yellow spring, but he didn't find the one he was looking for in two places. Then he heard a story about a magical island at sea, which is part of the invisible world.
There are pavilions in the five-color sky, and exquisite immortals walk back and forth. And one of them, they call it forever true, has a face like her snow and flowers.
Jin Que knocked on the jade fan in the west wing and asked a young girl named Baoyu, telling her both. This lady, after hearing the news of Emperor China's envoy, woke up from her dream in her canopy.
She pushed open the pillow, got dressed, shook off her drowsiness, opened the pearly curtain, and then opened the silver screen. Ji Yun is half asleep, and her flowered hat is loose when she walks along the balcony.
A breeze blew her cloak and fluttered with her movements, as if she were dancing with a rainbow skirt and feather coat. Tears rolled down her sad and pale face, just like the spring rain on pear flowers.
But when she asked him to thank her monarch, her eyes shone with love. Since they separated, her form and voice were unfamiliar to her. Because happiness ends in the courtyard of the sun, the moon and dawn become long in the palace of Xianshan.
But when she turned to look down at the earth and tried to see the capital, there was only fog and dust. So she took out the keepsake he gave, and gave him a shell box and a gold hairpin through his messenger.
However, one branch of the hairpin and one side of the box were kept, and the gold of the hairpin and the shell of the box were broken. "Our souls belong to each other," she said, "just like this gold and this shell." Somewhere, at some time, on earth or in heaven, we will be together.
She sent him a message through his messenger, reminding him that only the hearts of the two of them knew the oath. On the seventh day of July, in the Palace of Eternal Life, we secretly told each other in the quiet midnight world.
We hope to fly in heaven, two birds become one, grow on the earth, two branches of a tree ... the earth lasts forever, and the sky lasts forever; One day both will end, and this endless sadness will last forever.
Song of the Sword Dancing by Lady Sun Du Fu Many years ago, there was a beautiful Sun, who danced with a sword and advanced in 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 grass 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.
4. What are the poems with the words "dream" and "jiao"? 1. Poems with the word "dream":
1, lying in the middle of the night listening to the wind and rain, iron horse glacier dream. ("1 1 Storm on the 4th of the month" land tour)
2. Zhuangzi daydreaming, a saint, was bewitched by butterflies, and cuckoo crowed in the imperial spring. ("Jinse" Li Shangyin)
3, peach blossom warm eyes drunk, Chun Zhu sunset red dream couplet. ("daydreaming" Du Fu)
The fog in Yungu and Menggu enveloped Yueyang City. ("Dongting Lake Message to Premier Zhang" Meng Haoran)
I didn't know I was a guest in my dream, I was greedy. ("Langtaosha" Li Wei)
Second, there is a poem with the word "jiao":
1, where is the charming soul and thin shadow, it has always been soft and tender. ("Xijiang Moon" Xin Qiji)
2, more precious, look at it from time to time. Seems to be frequent and beautiful. ("Phoenix Cup" Liu Yong)
Jade peaches were stolen from Fang Shuo, and the Golden House was used to store Gillian. ("Maoling" Li Shangyin)
There are so many beauties in Jiangshan that countless heroes compete for beauty. ("Qin Xue" Modern)
5, the cloth has been cold and iron for many years, and the creature is lying in the cracks. ("The hut was blown by the autumn wind" Don Du Fu)