What are the poems about Xi 'an?

Unknown: anonymous

Show the bright moon, candles on my bed.

Worried that people can't sleep, worried about the long night.

The breeze blew in the boudoir and the curtains fluttered.

Walking down the hall with clothes and a long belt.

East and west are safe, hesitating.

Spring birds fly south and soar alone.

Sadness killed me and hurt my intestines.

Feel things, think, cry, cry.

Stand and sing, and express your anger to the sky.

2, full court first frost (made for Xi 'an Taishou, romantic fame, pictures and history, feeling nostalgic today)

Song: Ge

A hundred is not much, and not a few. That man used to be my country. * * * Push the pen, and Hong Dingli can carry it. Not for peach blossoms, but for books. Looking for a place, only dragging employees, not holding the building. ?

Mountains and rivers, great, fish and rocks are safe, and dense mountains are hard to double. I have heard a lot of lawsuits, so I will find a window for the monk. The years are gone, the wind is flowing, and the reverie is falling. Yunyan Road is an empty cylinder.

3. Man Fang Ting (Goodbye)

Song Dynasty: Shi Xiaoyou

Xiuzhu _ Blue, Meishan green, a small place in Xi 'an. I've never heard of it. I saw it from a distance today. Ask Tian She Yi, and my ears are full of streams and forests. Only through hard work can we know that the fate of dust is not over, there is no plan and lingering. ?

Xiaoman. Where you should read, the string is lonely and the mirror is lonely. I am sad and affectionate, and always do nothing. In the morning and evening, use two oars on the boat to shock Yun Feng. Once upon a time, I went to count tens of thousands of beaches diligently.

4. Chang 'an Wang Chun

Tang Dynasty: Lu Lun

The east wind blows, and the gentle spring rain sprinkles the green hills; Seen from the height of the hill, the buildings in Chang 'an City are layered.

Hometown is in a dream, when can I return; Winter went to spring, and in Laizhou, Jiangxi, several people returned to China. A work by Chunsheng: Spring is coming.

Outside Chang 'an, the Ye Yuan River criss-crosses, extending beyond the clouds on the horizon, and inside Chang 'an, the palaces in the palaces are shrouded in a sunset.

Who knows that I am a scholar, born in troubled times, alone, white-haired, haggard, wandering in the desolate mountains.

5. Spend a long and quiet autumn.

Tang Dynasty: Du Mu

The tower stands tall, standing on an autumn tree; The sky is clear and transparent, like a mirror with Xi's dust on it.

Autumn is so lofty and boundless, compared with the height of the mountain, the momentum is difficult to distinguish.