A poem about vertical figures

1. Looking for ancient poems written vertically. This kind of poem is hard to find, but a cow in Zhengzhou wrote 128 poems that look the same horizontally and vertically, and published a collection of poems, Selected Poems of Vertical and Horizontal. I found one: (not very good, actually)

Baiquan spring xianchidi

There are many pearls in spring, and the water in the pool is strange.

Spring is like boiling water.

The water drops rolled and saw the bottom of the spring

Fairy pool looks like a pearl spring.

Spring beads are boiling and playing by the pool.

Tiqi underwater spring outing fish

Besides, there is an extraordinary poem, but I'm afraid you don't have the patience to finish reading it. This is the famous palindrome poem Xuan Ji Tu, with more than 800 words. No matter how you read backwards, sideways, sideways, alternately, backwards and overlapping, it can be a poem. Three, four, five, six and seven words, you can read more than a thousand poems, and your talent is amazing. The weavers' emotions, loyalty, anger, gratitude, kindness and virtuous disgust are vividly on the paper.

Map of Xuan Ji:

Qin Qing, Liu Chuji, Shang Xian, Qin Qusheng, mourns the destruction of the Tibetan-sounding hall, increases admiration and hurts the people.

The prince's book, which traveled to the west and went to the east, was graceful and graceful, and Zhou Fengxing mourned his concubine's absence and sighed with wisdom.

Lan Xiutao falls in the forest, and Sang Huaigui thinks about the feelings of Zheng Chufan, the female health guard of Guanghe, in Li Jie.

Bird's nest, pigeons, the earth, roads, aspirations, singing, sighing, sighing, not flying, sunny, and a gentleman in a house has no virtue.

Mao Liu Quan's clear water aroused people's enthusiasm, promoted the prosperity of Qi merchants and sent songs. I want to decorate myself with clothes to make myself look bright and holy like a mirror.

Xi Chang Jun thinks about love and hate, and the old is proud. For whom did China's view and Rong Rong feel the troubles of the British and Pearl?

I feel hurt, and Gong Yu's simultaneous pursuit makes me think more. Whose pride is Don?

How will Chunfang's glorious separation from Ren Jun make him suffer, how to bear many troubles and how to entangle his feelings?

The bird on the wall and the bird in my heart are deeply concerned. They are young algae, colorful tigers and introspection of Longning.

I'm also thinking about how long it will take me to change my face about China's things, how long it will take me to carve them, and how hard it is for me to show my injuries.

The products of unique people are wet, bitter and hard. This is the spectacular decoration of ELISAHA DING. You are here, the rock is burning, and it is not chaotic.

What happened to my life? I dream of hard work, prudence, abstinence from righteousness and weight removal.

There is no end to mulberry poetry, but it feels like it has gone with the wind, and the poetry is sincere and cold, and then Jiyuan is glorious.

Therefore, it is better to stay with relatives and think about it, and there is a wind of fine emblem and strong medicine. It is better to bite the hand that feeds you, to be grateful for what you have lost, and to worry about the class getting worse.

Old and new news is far from the sin of heaven, and God hates Zhao's writing. Don't change your knowledge to the point where women are traitors.

The frost and waste are far small, and Meng's poems and paintings shine and eventually fade away.

Water is separated from virtue, and resentment is due to seclusion. Xingyi complained that Rong stayed away from attacking his family.

Qi Junshu and Qiao Guiqi are ready to mourn, mourn the past and feel the decline of the years, which is an old disaster and harms saints with flying words.

Jiezi, I'm a crew member. Looking at the distance, I sigh, feel sad, worry, worry. Who wants to live alone in Zhao Yan?

It's hard to be apart from anyone who wants to be with you. When you are sad, you can't be loyal to the British.

Looking for Xin Feng in a fresh and fair way and knowing who you are, how can you be as humble as the English of Luo's generation?

Pure and sincere ambition, a specialty, quicksand fades, ups and downs are different. Huaying, Yao, Lin, Jing, Sang Lun.

Looking at the light and feeling bright, the dragon is fleeting, but the years are different. The sun moves west and the light is stupid and stubborn.

Whoever gives a gift to Yunfu flies lightly shows that the loss is not profitable, there will be ups and downs, and there will be no bad days.

Si Huiguang, Shu Jie, Wende, divorced from loyalty, single-minded, single-minded, single-minded. Why use electricity to doubt the danger of home and the brave drift?

To be a group of separated concubines, lonely, looking up, looking down and gorgeous. No one will worry about the loss.

With a sad voice, the feelings and worries of saints are well distinguished, but at the funeral, the gods only promote virginity and remember themselves from the public.

Spring injury should be Xiang Yan's reply to the emperor, saying that successful people left a legacy. It makes no difference to pick people from the Philippines, and learn filial piety for good luck.

Pro-rigid, pro-soft, pro-female, self-pity in the secluded place of the humble family, long and sad, the feeling of being born in Liangshan, separated by rivers and Tianjin.

2. What is the four-sentence, five-word ancient poem "In the Lodge of the Heron"? Wang Zhihuan (Tang Dynasty), the mountains cover the daytime, and the sea drains the golden river. By going up one flight of stairs, look further.

"Spring Dawn" Meng Haoran (Tang) I woke up in this beautiful spring morning, and birds were singing everywhere. How many flowers fall after a stormy night.

There seems to be no one on the empty mountain of Wang Wei (Tang Dynasty), but I think I heard a voice, returning to the scenery and entering the depths of the forest, shining back to me from the moss.

"Silent Night Thinking" Li Bai (Tang), the foot of the bed is so bright, can it have frosted? . "I looked up at the moon and looked down, feeling nostalgic."

"Jueju" (1) Du Fu has beautiful mountains and rivers, and flowers and plants are fragrant in the spring breeze. Mud melts into swallows, sand warms and sleeps mandarin ducks.

Liu Zongyuan (Tang Dynasty) has no birds in hundreds of mountains and no footprints in thousands of paths. A boat on the river, a fisherman wearing his webworm moth; Fishing alone is not afraid of snow and ice.

"Lu Lun" (Tang Dynasty), the moon hangs high, the geese fly into the sky, and the Tatar toast escapes from the darkness. Want to light up one by one (J), and the burden of snow on our bows and swords.

"On the Pool" Bai Juyi (Tang) Xiaowa punted and stole the white lotus back. He didn't know how to hide the trail. The duckweed on the water left a boat on the trail.

3. What are the seven-character poems of ancient poetry? They are one of China's modern poems. Rhythm requires the unity of the number of words in poetry. Rhythm consists of eight sentences, and seven sentences are called seven-character verse. Each song has eight lines, seven words in each line, and every two lines are connected, which is divided into four parts: the first part, the parallel part, the neck part and the tail part.

Mount Lushan

A mountain is flying by the river.

Jump into the lush 400 turns.

Looking at the world coldly in the sun,

Hot air blows rain on the river.

Yunheng nine brand floating yellow crane,

White smoke rose from the waves.

Ling Tao doesn't know where to go,

Can you farm in Taohuayuan?

Yellow Crane Tower

A long time ago, a yellow crane carried a saint to heaven.

Now only the Yellow Crane Tower is left.

The yellow crane never returned to the earth,

Baiyun will always fly without him.

Every tree in Hanyang becomes clear in the water.

Parrot Island is a nest of sweet grass.

But I looked home, and the twilight was getting thicker.

The river is shrouded in mist, which brings people deep melancholy.

4. Look for ancient poems written vertically. This kind of poem is hard to find, but a cow in Zhengzhou wrote 128 poems that look the same horizontally and vertically, and published a collection of poems, Poems that Look Vertical. I found one: (in fact, it's not very good) Baiquan Xianchi is full of pearls, and the water of strange springs rolls like boiling water, but the fairy pool at the bottom of the spring seems to see pearl springs, and the water in the pool is boiling, and there is another special poem, fishing in strange waters.

Three, four, five, six and seven words, you can read more than a thousand poems, and your talent is amazing. The weavers' emotions, loyalty, anger, gratitude, kindness and virtuous disgust are vividly on the paper.

"Xuan Ji Map": The Qusheng of Shang Qin in Jixian County, Qin Chu, tragically destroyed Tibetan songs, empty halls, worries, increased admiration, tragic injuries, east veranda, westward journey, Wang Zishu, gentle and graceful Bo Shaonan, Zhou Fengxing, desolate concubine, sigh, Xiutaolin, falling, Sang Huaigui, Si Guanghe, female Wei Zhengchu. Xi, Ming Sheng, Lang Jing, was always worried and resentful, sharing weal and woe in the past. Who is Hua Guan Ye Rong? He thinks that British obsidian pearls are full of sorrow, sighs that his hair is full of sorrow, and thinks that the injury is caused by the pursuit of Gong Yu at the same time. Who is proud of Tang Chunfang's brilliant departure from Ren Jun, who has gone through hardships and sentimentality, and how will he swear to heaven that he will eventually be loyal to the city wall? It's hard to tell the difference. Pinrun is sad. This is the spectacular decoration of ELISAHA DING. On the side is Jun Jae-yeon. I am not confused by chaos and sincerity. I am tired. What's wrong with Yao Yan's embroidered clothes? I dream of hard work, caution, caution and integrity. I feel very heavy, so I don't know when I am wandering. When I am sad, I have no end. After the excitement, I was honored, but I was already dead. I'm thinking, it's only the end of Meng's poems and paintings, and the water of Zhao Jie's nobles, so he left Germany, resenting the noble people because of the secluded yuan, and complaining about the noble people, but Qi Junshu and Qiao Guiqi are heavy and fierce, but they are prepared to mourn their loss, feel sad about their days, feel old and sad about their years, and use flying words to harm my son. English is fresh and fresh, Yin Yun searches Xin Feng, who knows who we are? How does Meng Qing, Luo Can produce the remaining pure Ganoderma lucidum from Huang Zhen? The sand flow is falling and sinking. Hua Ying, Yang, Lin Jing, Bo Yu Sang Lun, looking at the subtle feeling, is bright, the dragon is bright, but the sun is different, the sun moves west, the light is purple, the fool is stupid, and the stubborn horse is stubborn. I want to be a group of separated concubines, lonely, with good looks, looking up, overlooking and gorgeous bodies. No one will mourn for death. The sound of funeral music is very nice. What does sadness feel like? But on the mourning day, the gods only held chastity and remembered the spring injury caused by Gongjiang. If the dead want to return to the emperor, there will be no difference between those who stay. The filial piety is filial piety. There is a woman who is a bitch. The house is pitifully quiet. The road is sad and people leave the river.

5. What idioms are there about vertical typesetting [she Sh ù wé i z ā i]?

translate freely

Vertical: boys; Two verticals: refers to diseases. Metaphor is riddled with disease

synonym

be eaten up with diseases

What idioms are there about vertical typesetting?

Horizontal vertical, horizontal nose vertical pick, horizontal drag vertical pull, from depression to vertical, horizontal needle vertical line, thin hair vertical, knife and pen vertical,

Stand up straight, straighten your back, say it horizontally, let your hair stand upright, stop it horizontally, raise your eyebrows vertically, which makes you stand up straight, and also makes you stand up straight.

Lying horizontally and vertically, hair erect, shivering hair erect, vertical shaft famous, eyebrows erect, no hero at any time, vertical shaft famous, hair erect,

Two evils, hair vertical, eyebrows vertical, two disasters, two evils, five feet vertical, and bones vertical.

6. What are the horizontal 12 words and four vertical lines of ancient poems? On the way to see Meng Haoran off to Yangzhou, an old friend of Li Bai said that the Yellow Crane Tower was in the west and the fireworks went down to Yangzhou in March.

Sailing alone in the blue sky, I can see the Yangtze River flowing in the sky. Li Baichao, Bai Dicheng's early departure, Bai Di Caiyun's words, thousands of miles away in Jiangling, one day back.

The cries of apes on both sides of the strait are still unconsciously crowing in their ears, and the canoe has passed the heavy green hills. Looking at Tianmen Mountain, Li Bai's Tianmen cut off the Chu River and Higashi Shimizu River.

The green hills on both sides are neck and neck, and a boat meets leisurely from the horizon. Looking at Lushan Waterfall, Li Bai's Rizhao incense burner gives off purple smoke, and looks at thousands of waterfalls.

Flying down to thousands of feet on the 3rd, it is suspected that the Milky Way gave Wang Lun Li Bai. Li Bai was about to leave by boat when he heard a song on the shore. Even if the Peach Blossom Pond is deep, it is not as deep as Wang Lun's sending away my love.

Emei Mountain Moon White Emei Mountain Mid-Autumn Festival, shadow into Pingqiang water. In the evening, Qingxi went to the Three Gorges, but the four gentlemen did not see Yuzhou.

One spring night in Los Angeles, I heard the flute and Li Bai's Yu Di dancing, and the spring breeze filled Los Angeles. In this nocturne, the willow is broken, and no one can afford to be homesick.

Crying at the Qing Dynasty, Li Bai resigned from the imperial capital in the Qing Dynasty in Japan and set sail around Penghu. Like a bright moon, the sea does not return, and the mood of missing you is like a faint cloud hanging over Yuntai Mountain.

Send the guests back to Li Bai's Mirror Lake. The flowing water is clear, and the fanatics return to the boat, which is as prosperous as brocade. In ancient times, I wrote to Taoist Ubak to exchange geese, and you must have such fun.

Li Bai, Lan Ling, Hakka wine tulip, jade bowl amber light. But I got the host drunk and didn't know where it was.

See Di Zongheng and Wang Changling off. In autumn, cicadas are singing in clear water and green hills, and Luoyang is full of trees and cigarettes. Farewells are endless, and I cherish the cool weather.

Send firewood to serve Wang Changling's flowing water to meet Wugang, and send you without feeling sad. You and I went all the way to the green hills in the rain, at the top of the moon in both places?

See King Wei Changling Zui Xiang with orange pomelo, and the river wind draws rain into the boat to cool it. Imagine that you are alone in the xiaoxiang moon, listening to the long ape with a melancholy dream.

Farewell Li Ping Wang Changling sharpening his knife and leaving, and tomorrow he will sail to Chang 'an. The slow dance of black-bone chicken makes you drunk, and the green maple is white and cold.

In Wang Changling, I left Xin Jian at Furong Inn, where it was freezing and rainy, and I entered Wu at night. In Pingming, Fujian and Chushan are lonely. Friends, if my friends in Luoyang invite me; Just say I'm still Bing Xin Okho, and stick to my faith!

The Spring Palace Qu Wang Changling opened a peach well last night, and the moon was high in the front hall of Weiyang. Pingyang's geisha was attracted by the emperor, who gave her a brocade robe in the cold weather outside the curtain.

A short message to a friend in the north on a rainy night, Li Shangyin asked about the untimely return date, and the rain rose to Qiuchi in the evening. When * * * cut the candle at the west window, but talk about the rain at night? Back to my hometown, write about why I left home when I was young, and the local accent did not change.

When children meet strangers, they will smile and ask where the visitors come from. Looking at the east of my hometown, the messenger of the capital was in tears at the meeting. Don't use paper and pencil immediately when you meet, and leave a message to report peace. This is a common meeting to see the house of Du Fu and Qi Wang downstream, and Cui has heard of it several times.

Never thought, in this Jiangnan scenic area; It is the season of falling flowers, and I can meet you, an old acquaintance. William Wang luminous glass wine, if you want to drink pipa, you should urge it immediately.

Drunk in the battlefield, you don't laugh. A few people who fought in ancient times returned to Wei Wuying. In Chuzhou, Xixi, there are poor grasses and streams, and there are orioles and singing in the trees. The spring tide brought the rain late and urgent, and there was no boat on the wild crossing.

Night parking near Fengqiao, Zhang Ji, cold night, Jiang Feng, fishing, fire, I am worried about not sleeping. In the lonely Hanshan Temple outside Suzhou, the bell that rang in the middle of the night reached the passenger ship.

Cold food Han Yichun city is full of flowers, and cold food Dongfeng willow branches. As night fell, the palace was busy lighting candles, and smoke drifted to the house of the prince and the marquis.

On a willow moonlit night, the moonlight is deeper than that of half a family, and the Big Dipper languishes in the south. Tonight, through the green screen window, I know that spring is warm and the sound of insects is fresh.

Spring resentment willow screen window sunset dusk, no one sees tears in the golden house. The courtyard is lonely and the spring scenery is dying; Pear flower falls, close the door.

People complain that Liu's old Jin River restored Yutong, and his horse policy and knife ring in North Korea. In the late spring when it snows heavily, the Great Wall, a journey across the Yellow River and around Montenegro.

Gong Ci Gu Kuang went on strike for half a day, and the wind sent Gong Yi to laugh and make peace. The moon palace moves, only listening to the monotonous ticking of the night leak; Rolling up the crystal curtains, I seem to be close to the Milky Way.

One night, I heard the flute on the wall of Shouxiang, and Li Yi returned to Yue Feng as sand as snow, and the moon outside the city as frost. I don't know where the bleak reed flute blows and I look at my hometown all night.

There are many weeds and flowers beside Liuyuxi Suzaku Bridge in Wuyi Lane, and the sunset at the entrance of Wuyi Lane is oblique. Swallows under the eaves of Wang Dao and Xie An have now flown into the homes of ordinary people.

Liu Yuxi's "The New Makeup of Spring Poetry Should Be Below Zhu Lou" deeply locks the sadness of a hospital in spring. Go to the court and look up at the new flowers. Dragonflies fly to the head of Hosta.

Bai Juyi, a poet in the harem, wept a silk scarf and sang in the temple before midnight. Beauty is not old, has lost the elegance of the king, and sat on warm clothes until dawn.

Give it to my wife, Zhang Hu, who has forbidden to leave moon marks on the trees in the palace and only allowed to see the heron nest. By the light of the lamp, I plucked the Hosta and carried the flame of the lamp to rescue the flame moth.

"Zhang Hu", one of the two songs of gv 10, is set against gv 10 by the setting sun, and bloom is a mangrove tree. Last night, the emperor gave me a new gift, and Tae-jung came into the curtain with a smile.

Mrs Guo, the second of the two songs in Lingtai, thanked the Lord and rode into the palace gate. But I don't think the color is dirty, and it is supreme to sweep the eyebrows.

In Jindu Hill Building at Nanjing Ferry, pedestrians can worry about themselves overnight. The hazy moon is setting, and Guazhou is on the other side of the spark.

Palace words Zhu Qingyu closed the courtyard door when she was lonely, and the beauty stood side by side with Qiong Xuan. County magistrate Liu, everyone wants to talk about the sadness in the palace. No one dares to reveal his depression in front of the parrot.

Last night, a red candle stopped in Zhu Qingyu's bridal chamber. On the eve of studying in Beijing, she went to pay homage to her aunt and uncle in front of Secretary Zhang and Xiaotang. Make-up whispered to her husband, is thrush fashionable or not? Before going to Xing Wu, I climbed the Leyou Tomb. Du Mu was incompetent in the Qing Dynasty. He liked lonely clouds and quiet monks.

I want to send the crowd to the rivers and seas, and I want to look up at Zhaoling in Leyuan Scenic Area. Du Mu in Chibi lost his halberd, Shen Shatie didn't sell it, washed it, and recognized the former dynasty.

If the east wind is not convenient for Zhou Yu, I'm afraid the outcome will be Cao Cao's victory and Er Qiao's detention in Tongquetai. Park Qinhuai Dumu smoke cage, cold water and moon sand, the restaurant near Qinhuai in the park at night.

Businessmen don't know how to hate their country, but they still sing "backyard flowers" across the river. Letter to Han Chuo The green hills of Tumu, the magistrate of Yangzhou, are full of water, and the grass in the south of the Yangtze River has not withered in autumn.

The bright moonlight on the 24 th Bridge is a clear night. Where do you teach blowjobs? I sent Du Mu to the Jianghu to carry wine, with a thin waist and a light palm. Yangzhou's ten years, like a dream, wake up, but in the brothel women this is a fickle reputation.

In autumn, Du Mu's "Silver Candle Qiu Guang" painted a cold screen, waving a small fan and pouncing on fireflies. Day and night are as cool as water. Sit and watch the morning glory and Vega.

Du, one of the two farewell songs, curled up more than thirteen times, and cardamom was crowned in early February. In Yangzhou, the spring breeze blows all over Sanli Long Street. With beaded curtains, no one can match her beauty.

In the second of the two farewell songs, Du Mu always seemed heartless, but he couldn't laugh until he felt dead. The candle on the table lit the heart, and it also saw the parting; You see, it shed tears for us and flowed to the morning.

Du Mu in Jingu Garden is full of fragrance and flowing water is ruthless. At dusk, the east wind complains about birds, and the fallen flowers still fall like people. Message to Hu Ling Song Secretary Li Shangyinshu has been away from home for a long time, and both carp are paper and pen.

Please don't ask me about the joys and sorrows of Lao Liangyuan; I am like a disease in the autumn rain, Sima Xiangru. Because of Li Shangyin, there is a cloud screen with infinite charm, and Fengcheng is cold and afraid of spring nights.

Married a high-ranking official's husband for no reason, not loving warm incense, but wanting to ascend the throne early. Li Shangyin of Sui Palace went south on a whim, and there was no martial law. Who kept the letter of protest? Spring breeze cuts palace brocade all over the country, half as barrier mud and half as sails. Li Shangyin, Yaochi's grandmother, opened the window and Huang Zhu sang sadly.

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